The BBC (after all this it has now pulled the next episodes, heavy sigh) knew what they were getting when they hired Gregg, a greengrocer who used to sell cucumbers (“cukes”) in Covent Garden and “strawbs” and shout at women who handled his fruit and veg, “Awight love, it’s not like your old man’s. It won’t get bigger then more you touch it!” They knew, because he told a Times interviewer that this was part of his sales patter. They wanted a rough diamond geezer, they got one, and everyone should grow up. If the entertainment industry is going to delete all the obnoxious toxic males in its ranks, there will be no one left, and this whole hot mess is overcooked.
Rachel Johnson: the Gregg Wallace storm shows we’ve all gone mad — I stand with him
