The TV presenter, 59, on compulsive eating, turning 60 and the secret of a good marriage
We lived in Jordan during the Six Day War in 1967. It was scary. My British mum and Jordanian dad turned hiding under the table into a game. When my uncle offered Mum a gun to put under her pillow, she refused. That’s an Anglo-Arab upbringing.
Mum fell in love with Dad at first sight, in the BBC canteen. She worked for the French Service, he worked on Arabic. She requested a transfer to his department. Before long, they were married.
