and two ladies, one of whom, Jo Vickers, was the PR for Le Manoir. I have great non-admiration for people in PR. The waiter presented Laurence with the wine list. He said: "You choose. Michael." "Not likely!" I thought. "I'm not the host!" I

that Michael Winner paints Jo Vickers as the villain of the piece after his lunch at Le Manoir aux Quat'Saisons. I would have been far more angry with Laurence Marks, the wealthy writer who organised the lunch, in the first place, asked Ms

by my least favourite PR, Jo Vickers . She once had me pay for herself and her assistant when a group of us lunched at the Le Manoir aux Quat'Saisons . Miss Vickers no longer represents Le Manoir or Sandy Lane. At Vickers's fiasco party

Le Manoir (since departed), Jo Vickers, and her assistant. Why Ms Vickers let me pay for her and her staff I don't know. She was an employee on duty. On another lunch in Oxfordshire - where Laurence lives - he took me to the most dreadful

I shall check carefully if Jo Vickers and I are ever at Sandy Lane together. Dermot Desmond, the owner of the hotel, told me very firmly that he'd never have Journalists there for free. I note that policy has been speedily abandoned. Ms Vickers

by my least favourite PR, Jo Vickers, would have been meagre for a tennis club in Epping. Ms Vickers kept down the standard by asking me and not Georgina. The venue was a small restaurant in Knightsbridge. The guests could have come from a

that appear on this page. Jo Vickers, London. As I read Michael Winner's words of wisdom on Sunday evening, my son was watching The Simpsons. In this particular episode, Homer tried his hand as a food critic and, at one point, ate so much