Like many others before and after her, Barbara's first job in Soho was as a barmaid in a basement pub with a dubious but generally well-behaved patronage. One night a couple of women entered the bar, one a gorgeous blonde and the other, her companion, a grotesque character. This meeting were to change Barbara's life for ever. Here is Barbara's description of the fat old women . . .

"My attention was once more diverted by her companion, who was again grimacing at me. Really, she was a most gross and repulsive woman, with sly reptilian eyes. She was dressed in a revolting, food-spluttered red Moroccan frock, and a shiny black straw hat, decorated with bunches of artificial cherries nestling amongst crumpled leaves. Somewhere at her feet was the disgusting, matted fur that I later found out was the reason for her nickname.

Fumbling in her handbag, she produced a compact and smirked at her reflection for a while; then, leering across at me with what she obviously believed to be a winsome smile, but was, in fact, something grotesque, she spoke; ‘It comes to something, dunnit, when the maid’s better looking than the mistress!' "

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