Pollard made her name as the perpetually lovelorn
chalet maid Peggy in the now classic Hi De Hi!.
Currently she's back as Ethel in the BBC's comedy
series Oh, Dr Beeching! She lives alone in a
modern town house in North London.
bought this house new 13 years ago with the agent
hissing terrible warnings at me when it looked
like I was going to bargain. Well, I love a
bargain and, although I paid up, no questions
asked, this house was a bargain, because I just
love it. I don't drive and I don't cook much, so
I walk to all these great restaurants in
Islington. My idea of bliss on a day off is a
five hour lunch with a friend.
home, things are a bit different. Entertaining
gets me into a right old dither. Any more than
four people and I send out an SOS for the
caterers. I've tried, God knows I've tried. I
once spent all day preparing for my guests -
everything looked just lovely - only,
unfortunately I went out to the pub with them and
forgot to switch on the oven. Well, that happens,
were very nice about it. Now, let me think, what
did we have instead? I think it must have been
Welsh rarebit. I do a rare old Welsh rarebit.
I give haute cuisine a bit of a wide berth. I'm a
dab hand at salads though, and I make a very nice
cup of tea. So if my kitchen is nice and tidy -
which it is, though I say so myself - it's
because it'll never get stressed out at my hands.
enough, I'm still getting the odd royalty cheque
for doing The Reluctant Cook with Kevin Woodford
10 years ago. He was a bit dubious, to say the
least, when he entered my happy home. He took a
look around my nice bare kitchen, and said, 'Su,
haven't you got anything?'
pressure, I went out and bought a pepper mill and
a garlic crusher - they won't be drawing their
pensions for a long time yet.
wish I was more domesticated, actually. But I'm
not. What can you do? You can't teach an old dog
new tricks. It's not as if I don't like food. I
love it. And I love my kitchen, it's so light and
bright and the big window looks out over gardens
and you'd never think you were in London. It's
peaceful, that's what it is. So why should I
spoil the peace and quiet with mixers and
whirring things and ditzy gizmos? Especially when
I can just nip to the fridge for a lump of
you I have to ration my cheese visits. I'm
getting to the stage of my life now where I could
easily let go - or things could let go of me! We
don't want that, oh no. So, every so often, I'll
run past the fridge and pin my thoughts on higher
things, like how soon I can eat lunch - that's
what used to be my dinner at home in Nottingham.
We had tea at dinner time and dinner at lunch
time. I was a bit at sea when I first came to
London. Now I know otherwise thanks to my
education in this great metropolis."
by Eithne Power.