The Good Tory Wife

‘LIKE those moments in soap operas when a new name is mentioned, you know that any show entitled Mary Archer: My Life With Jeffrey (C4 9pm) will be soon followed by a sighting of the lag.

”He’s a prince among men – in fact, he’s first in line to the the throne,” says Mary

In the meantime, we make do with Mary, the famously ”fragrant” wife, the woman who stood by her man in true Tammy Wynette style – while he cheated.

We know what Jeffers got out of marrying Mary – a wife, a woman to have his children and a person who would not dislodge his roaming manhood with a blunt object or sell her story to the press. But what did she see in him?

This is, of course, a cue for scenes of Jeffrey breaking the four-minute mile, landing on the moon with Neil Armstrong and telling Frank Sinatra to ”Do it my way”.

The story begins in 1964, when Mary was a swot at Oxford. Jeffrey followers will recall that the writer was also there – and the one thing we can say with real certainty of that time is that he met Mary.

What happened then is the stuff of the show. And the stuff that makes Tory wives the good sorts they really are.

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Posted: 19th, May 2003 | In: Celebrities Comment | TrackBack | Permalink