Denise Welch is drinking instant coffee in her kitchen, an electric fan wafting in her face. ‘These menopausal hot flushes!’ she cries. ‘My husband wants the heating on, but I’m sitting here sweating, this fan follows me around the house.’ Frank, funny, and frequently dropping the F word, there’s no airs and graces with Denise.
Her Shaker-style cream kitchen, opening onto a leafy decking area, befits someone who’s been a household name for three decades.
But it’s also relaxed and homely. Husband Lincoln’s colourful art adorns the walls, pans are piled on the draining board, and clothes hang drying in the corner. ‘I’m not remotely house proud,’ she cheerfully shrugs.
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