Londoner’s Diary
Founder of The Wolseley Jeremy King has become the latest restaurateur to pen a memoir, Without Reservations, in which he imparts wisdom on everything from bill-paying etiquette to Ozempic. “I believe that there is a price to pay for easy diet solutions,” he writes of the drug, pronouncing it “as frightening as with Thalidomide”, the pill prescribed to pregnant women for morning sickness in the 1950s and 60s which caused babies to be born with severe birth defects. He also compares it to a curious sounding drug he took in the 70s called Sylvasun, which was meant to prevent sunburn. “It had the opposite effect and led to terrible burning that I still bear the legacy of.”
King’s prediction is that the side effects of Ozempic will be so profound (atrophying muscles et cetera) that the drug will return to being “the province of those who need and benefit from it and not the vainglorious.” In the meantime, he has spotted many GLP-1’d customers make “desultory attempts to eat smaller plates”.
