Ulrika Jonson was interviewed on telly back in the 90s (probably by Frank Skinner or Nick Hancock or somebody...it was peak ‘loaded lad’ period, anyway, and she was famous at the time for being on Shooting Stars and for her turbulent love life) and was boasting about having some of the queen’s Tupperware in her house. Apparently she had been to the palace for dinner with Prince Edward, had liked the pudding and had been given some in a Tupperware box to take away with her.
I am surprised that, in the DM article linked above, Ulrika goes on about ‘edging around her relationship with Edward but not providing details’. I doubt that there were many details to provide, frankly. However, that hasn’t stopped her dropping heavy hints at every opportunity that she was doing the business with dear old Prince Edward. She brings it out every few years. A bit like Sophie Anderton and her “I was a £10k a night hooker in my cocaine hell” story, which comes out every 4-5 years when she wants some money.
I spotted one other thing in that DM article. Ulrika said that she had been introduced to prince Edward by James Baker, who was one of the TV presenters at TV-AM and a mutual friend. I remember him all right (showing my age again). He was one of the three original presenters on the Wide Awake Club/WAC (which evolved into Wacaday). Him, Timmy Mallet and a woman called Arabella something. It doesn’t say much for the presenting abilities of the other two that Timmy Mallet stole every scene he was in. At the time, TV-AM was attracting a great deal of opprobrium. Not just for being crap (which it was. Frank Bough and Selina Scott on BBC Breakfast Time wiped the floor with them, which tells you everything you need to know) but because it emerged that the two WAC presenters who WEREN’T Timmy Mallet were the children of TV-AM executives who fancied having a go at being TV presenters. Nepotism ahoy. They were both terrible, and didn’t last long. TV-AM was rescued by Roland Rat. Imagine being so bad at presenting that your catastrophic errors had to be hidden by a puppet rodent in a denim jacket.