Ode To Fanny Craddock

Ode to Fanny Her start in life was rather poor with wastrel parents, ones to abhor She avoided living in the gutter Earning enough for her bread and butter Her break in life came rather later Before, bigamy and babies to underrate her Her kids grew up in the care of another She never took to being a mother Her culinary skills proved rather good She could write and critique on all kinds of food Destined to star in sixties telly She graced her shows in glitzy finery Her zany persona was rather dippy Her dress was ball gown and misplaced lippy Shunning apron and hat that looked so drab ‘Cos cooking and baking should always look fab The man she had met was rather fine Ex army major, life was divine They fronted shows as man and wife Fanny and Johny, well matched and no strife Her fame continued for rather a while Overridden by others in different style And gaffes too many, they booted her out No telly shows, no gowns to flout Her recipes of the past still rather great She put pizza and prawn cocktail on our plate She and Johny, always a couple Poor but content to remain conjugal Ooh rather!