EDEN CONFIDENTIAL: Baronet's daughter who shocked guests when she stripped down to her lingerie at wedding reception has the smart set talking with rather eccentric choice of baby names...
Baronet's daughter Clemmie Dugdale shocked guests at her wedding when she stripped down to her lingerie at the reception.
Now, the actress has left some of them bewildered with the names of her newly born child.
Clemmie, the 33-year-old daughter of Sir William Dugdale, and her husband, the American film-maker Orson Oblowitz, have called their baby Pluto Rose.
The couple decline to give more details but Pluto Rose appears to be a boy, as Clemmie uses the pronoun 'his' in a message to friends online.
The actress, who starred in her husband's film Showdown At The Grand and appeared in Richard Curtis 's romantic comedy About Time, is the granddaughter of the late jockey and racing driver Sir William Dugdale, 2nd Baronet.
Lorraine chucks in cooking
She was once one of the Princess of Wales 's favourite television chefs, but Lorraine Pascale reveals she's now hung up her apron for good – and won't even cook at home.
'I don't cook at all any more. And it's so freeing,' says the former model, 52.
Lorraine trained at Leiths School of Food and Wine and catered for the Prince's Trust Ball in 2013 when she worked with Princess Catherine to develop dishes for the menu.
'When I was doing it, I loved it,' she says of her chef days. 'Things change, we change.'
She adds: 'I'm studying for a doctorate in psychology and psychotherapy. I'm in my third year.
'I'm remarried, I'm a stepmum, I've got my daughter and two step-children – that's what I've been busy with.'
Let's talk about sex, says Saltburn star and former Bond girl Rosamund...
Back on the British stage this summer, for the first time in 15 years, Saltburn star Rosamund Pike fears that sex is going out of fashion.
Oxford graduate Rosamund, pictured wearing a floor-length Simone Rocha dress featuring a chunky dark metal chain and padlock at a screening of Hallow Road, a thriller, at the Curzon in Soho, London, is to make her National Theatre debut in Suzie Miller's new play, Inter Alia, in July.
'I'm interested in the depiction of sex and sexuality on-screen,' says the former Bond girl, 46, who has two children with businessman boyfriend Robie Uniacke, 64.
'I think it's very interesting, the debate where it's taking us these days... are we entering an age of prudery? I'm interested in the way that wellness is taking over our lives and yet sex seems to be taking a backseat.'
Diana Rigg's girl: 'I was scared of Mum, really
Don't dare call Rachael Stirling a 'nepo baby'.
The actress says her mother Dame Diana Rigg, who died in 2020 aged 82, tried to prevent her following in her footsteps into showbusiness.
'I was s***-scared of her really,' says Rachael, 47, who has starred in Doctor Who, Tipping The Velvet and The Bletchley Circle. 'She was disapproving and kind of dismissive of my work . . . it wasn't great.'
Rachael implies there might have been an element of jealousy and 'competition' from former Bond girl Dame Diana.
'I looked exactly like her, which was annoying when she was ageing,' her daughter says on the Rosebud podcast. 'She was quite white-knuckled about holding on to the reins and not letting me do it [acting].
'She sort of ring-fenced her profession. And I was absolutely not allowed to go to drama school, although she did.'
The King's dancer friend
King Charles was said to have been unamused when Princess Diana danced on stage with Wayne Sleep for him at the Royal Opera House, to the strains of Billy Joel's Uptown Girl.
Clearly, His Majesty does not, however, hold it against the former ballet dancer.
For Sleep, who became a friend of Diana, has been invited to speak at the King's Ayrshire stately home, Dumfries House, next weekend, as part of the Boswell Book Festival.
Childhood pal of late Queen passes away
Queen Elizabeth II's childhood playmate Mary, Dowager Countess of Strathmore & Kinghorne, has died aged 92.
Mary, like her aunt, the Queen Mother, grew up at the family seat, Glamis Castle. Speaking about our late monarch, Lady Strathmore recalled: 'One of her lovely memories that she told me was riding before breakfast on a cold frosty morning and galloping down that drive, which is a mile long, and coming back ravenous for porridge for breakfast.
'I can just imagine that.' Mary, who died this week at her home in the Scottish borders, is survived by her two daughters, Lady Diana Godfrey-Faussett and Lady Elizabeth Leeming, who was once a Lady-in-Waiting to the Queen.
'Funny' Mick gave Jerry satisfaction
Sir Mick Jagger's supermodel ex Jerry Hall admits she stayed with the 'womaniser' rock star for two decades because she found him amusing.
'I've always liked men who were funny, who made me laugh,' she explains. 'Mick used to make me laugh so much, he was the funniest man.'
The Texan blonde bombshell, 68, says: 'We were together 22 years, had four children and there's a lot of memories. I used to get cross with him, because he was quite the womaniser, but he would manage to make me laugh and, you know, get around me.'
Jerry met the Rolling Stones singer in 1977 when he was still married to Bianca Jagger.
They began dating shortly after, but their relationship was marred by his numerous infidelities.
Mary Berry quietens crowd
The raucous crowd at this week's Fortnum & Mason Food and Drink Awards were forced to turn it down a notch at the request of Dame Mary Berry.
While accepting a special prize on stage at the Royal Exchange in the City, the former Bake-Off judge, 90, urged the audience to 'keep it down'.
She pleaded: 'Please do keep it very, very quiet. It's such an important occasion, and you must hear every single person that comes up here.
'I'm deaf and there are maybe one or two others that also find it difficult to hear everything.'
(Very) modern manners
Novelist Kathy Lette says she's attended three ' divorce parties ' already this year.
'All my divorced girlfriends have had rock-solid reasons for unknotting their nuptials,' says the author, 66, who separated from celebrated barrister Geoffrey Robertson KC in 2017.
During one particularly cathartic party, 'a match flared – and then voom!
Up went a pile of wedding photos, in flames. A moment later my girlfriends and I were stabbing a huge, tiered cake to death in a shower of crumbs. Gloria Gaynor's I Will Survive was blaring from the speakers.'
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