image I know I shall not be alone in missing the dry and warm wit of the lugubrious Sir Clement Freud, who has just died aged 84. He was always superb on Just a Minute, and I remember hearing him bantering away not so long ago.

He was also very charming company and I first met him as a very shy cub reporter in Wisbech when he was our local MP. He was the distinguished speaker at a dinner which I was sent to report on.

I don’t know whether I was sent there deliberately as a joke, but when I arrived, I discovered I was the only female present. It was the rugby club’s annual dinner and they had planned an evening of risque jokes for an all-male audience. They had hoped for quite a “blue” evening. I did offer to leave, but Sir Clement wouldn’t hear of it.

I was very embarrassed, but he insisted I sat next to him at the top table and was very attentive. The tone of the evening was modified for my presence and Sir Clement later invited me out for lunch. I was in total awe of him. He also invited me to Westminster, which I sadly never took up.

And what an amazing family he comes from, though they do not seem interested in following in his political footsteps.