Keith Floyd cooking a fish stew
Swayze, now Floyd. This is not a good start to the day. One gets stung by the cancer, now Floydy gets taken down by a heart attack. He was only 65. It’s a genuine shame. He was officially our fourth favourite television chef, and in amongst the younger, hipper, swearier TV cooks, he still proved far more watchable, simply because the sight of a drunk man throwing a stew together trumps Ramsey shouting “fuck” into your ear every single time. Floyd, you are already missed. Above is you doing a nice dinner. Rest in Peace!