It was her pendulous breasts swinging around in Ken Russell's 'Women In Love' that nearly did it, not a pleasant sight and they seemed uncommonly large. Thank goodness the revolting wrestling scene with Alan Bates and Oliver Bates brought me back to reality with a thud.
So it was with trepidation that I invited Glenda onto a radio show quite a few years ago now. She had just got herself into politics at that time. I do remember that we had one of those smart make yourself a coffee machines in the green area and I said she could help herself, with that she picked up a plastic cup and offered it to me and said 'I don't make my own coffee, you do it, there's a dear.'
And as for her breasts well in real life they were quite inoffensive, I still would not have wanted her to whip them out, as she did in that film. Funny how childhood memories stay to haunt you through your life.
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