A new biography of the entertainment industry's eternal Bachelor Boy Cliff Richard fails to answer the question we have all been asking for the past 50 years but it does offer some insight into the man’s character
One story in the book tells how in the 1970s Cliff became quite excited on seeing a guitarists fuzzbox effect pedal emblazoned with the words “Big Muff.”
“Hey, what a great title for my next album,” burbled the chaste one, “I could have my face on the cover and the words Big Muff next to it.”
fortunately a sympathetic but worldly backing singer too Cliff aside and stopped him making a total cunt of himself by explaining the big muff / fuzzbox joke.
“Oh drat,” said Cliff (well he would say that’ wouldn’t he?) “is there nothing that does not have a double meaning to it these days?”
The story leave us no wiser as to whether Cliff bats for the other side or not, but it does tell us he has never seen a Carry On film.
What planet does he live on?
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Many moons ago, at a press call for a certain musical, Sir Cliff was there were a gentlemen that my fellow scribes and other celebs all seemed quite assured that he was Cliff's "worst kept secret".
A former tennis pro, no less.