Everybody is just waiting to find out anything at all. A spokesman for the hospital said that Floyd had refused staff permission to reveal details of his condition. Geldard added: "His sister and her husband are here, as is his estranged wife, which shows that everybody is just wishing him the best.
Floyd, famous for slurping wine while running through his recipes on screen, split from his year-old fourth wife Tess just before Christmas. Floyd was staying with his friend Glenn Geldard at his newly refurbished pub when he became unwell. Geldard said the split from his fourth wife had hit him hard. His manager Stan Green insisted that while marital difficulties had left him upset, the collapse was not alcohol-related.
Instead, he blamed it on exhaustion brought on after the chef recently returned from six weeks work at his restaurant in Thailand. The flamboyant chef is well known for his love of wine but drank whisky topped up with water at the bar. Floyd was staying at the Chesters pub in Stoke-on-Trent, run by his friend Glenn Geldard, to help him launch a newly-refurbished bar. He had spent the last week mixing with locals while enjoying glasses of whisky topped up with water.
He was described as looking malnourished, and is understood to have been walking with the aid of a stick. The chef was in a guest bedroom upstairs at the pub when he collapsed on Tuesday afternoon, complaining of breathing difficulties and chest pains. An ambulance took him to the University Hospital of North Staffordshire in Stoke, where his estranged wife has visited him. Mr Geldard, 54, said last night: "Keith is very poorly at the moment so we are all hoping he battles back to full health.
In order to see this embed, you must give consent to Social Media cookies. Open my cookie preferences. In an hour long episode for the BBC filmed in , Keith sets out and, remarkably, follows a three day post-party detox plan to have you feeling spick and span for the next round of festive drinking.
Remedies vary hugely, from an egg, cream, sherry and nutmeg drink, to bowls of ramen and early morning gin and bourbon concoctions which go heavy on the spirits and light on the mixer Not all of Floyd's gags have aged as well as his cooking, but this episode is one for the annuls of TV cooking history. By Emily Tobin.
I'd just spent three years as hard living student, yet there was no way I could keep up with this crew. And their Christmas party I don't know where to begin. The truth is that I can remember very little detail, and neither - I suspect - can any of them.
The first time I met Keith was when he came to London from Devon to shoot a press advertisement. My job as the lowly junior was to meet him at the station at around 10am and escort him to the studio. I turned up early. I'd checked and double checked everything. I saw the train come in and waited by the gate for Keith to come through. I waited and waited.
No Keith. I called his agent from a payphone. We didn't carry mobiles in those days - imagine! I got the station to put an announcement over the tannoy.
Still no Keith. Eventually, palms sweating and heart racing, I called the hotel Keith was booked into that evening. I collected him. He was contrite. He confessed to giving me the slip because they'd refused to open the bar on the train on account of it being breakfast time.
Despite or perhaps because of being drunk, Keith performed brilliantly. The photographer and crew forgave him for keeping them waiting for nearly two hours. After the shoot he took me to a famous oyster bar on Piccadilly where, predictably, we got seriously merry, and he bought me my first oysters.
I thought it was like swallowing snot, but nodded ever the people pleaser. Keith died a few years ago at the relatively young age of He had a heart attack. The last decade of his life was plagued by illness - including a stroke and bowel cancer. I'm sure that if he'd quit drinking he would have lived longer.
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