Newspaper article The Journal (Newcastle, England)

Not So Private If the Hedge Hides a Photographer; Columnist

Newspaper article The Journal (Newcastle, England)

Not So Private If the Hedge Hides a Photographer; Columnist

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Byline: Tom Gutteridge

HE must have been hiding in the hedge. From the angle of the photograph, there was no doubt about it.

I had only telephoned her an hour before, so how on earth did he know we'd be there? It's a sunny afternoon, I'd said. Let's have a glass of wine in the garden, it's private and we need to talk. At the time I put it down to chance: maybe the photographer was prowling the streets of Chelsea and just spotted us, over a six-foot high garden fence.

Of course, I've no way of knowing for sure, but the revelations of the last few days have finally offered another explanation for that photograph many years ago.

It was during a most unhappy time of my life. I'd like to write it off as just a misspent youth, but I was old enough to know better. At the time I probably called it a mid-life crisis, a few months before my 40th birthday. Now I look back with shame.

Me and a television I probably mid-life crisis, months before celebrity, caught in a hotel in Los Angeles. The media maelstrom that followed caused the disintegration of my first marriage and nearly destroyed my career. birthday, now with shame Was it in the public interest? Well, the paper thought the public were interested, for they gave it plenty of coverage. But public interest? Hardly. I was just a producer, she a presenter.

We had a summer location fling - it would probably have faded with the autumn leaves - but in the glare of the headlines, it felt like the end of the world.

I'll never forget the feeling of impotence and vulnerability when the tabloids turned on the spotlight. Convinced I was being followed 24 hours a day, I kept my curtains closed, scanned my rear view mirror for pursuing vehicles and always used a mobile phone instead of the landline, for fear of phone tapping. Big mistake.

I guess all they wanted was a picture of us together. …

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