This interview was conducted before the sad news about the death of Richard E Grant’s wife, Joan Washington, who died on 2 September‘Once I put the boobs on,’ Richard E Grant says, regarding me with those pale, intense eyes, ‘and the false hips, and the wig and the make-up, someone came out of me I didn’t expect…’ He pauses. ‘A kind of sass and self-confidence… I found that very enjoyable.
It’s armour.’We are in a hotel lounge in Richmond, west London, a five-minute stroll from the home Grant shares with Joan Washington, his wife of 35 years.
He’s in a salmon-pink shirt, navy collarless jacket, blue jeans, Adidas trainers, a black face mask that he wears only over his nose, making him look a little bit like Gromit, and –as he always has –.
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