In 1971, another practitioner-author, Peter Biddlecombe, criticised public relations thinking and commented
bitchily that,
The musical director of one of the casinos said
bitchily: "Sure she'll draw customers.
At this point the play is perilously close to what Mary McCarthy
bitchily described as a variation on the mother-in-law visit.
She should instead choose her battles wisely, and channel her assertive energies in a positive rather than a
bitchily negative direction!
But he went on to respond to the fake Kirstie tweet by saying
bitchily: "She really needs to think about a diet."
In the second half however, in which she
bitchily insults a false friend and has a real humdinger of a row with the jealous Alceste, she reveals both power and poignancym," the BBC quoted Charles Spencer from the Daily Telegraph, as saying.
"Actually, I could do a reasonable Maureen O'Hara impression simply by screeching as loud as I can and flinging my excrement around," he says
bitchily.
But furious Jack said
bitchily: "If he smokes in the bedroom I'll rip it out of his hand and flush it down the toilet." Jo added: "He's at breaking point.
Of the central voice cast Myers seems somewhat restrained this time round, the even better news is that Saunders makes for a fabulous
bitchily sarcastic villain (and proves to have a decent set of pipes too) and Murphy's comic riffing remains the best thing he's done in years.
It may have suffered from the wave of negative publicity following its London Film Fest debut, some of it
bitchily directed against star Meg Ryan.
As the Sunday People revealed, Mrs Becks
bitchily sang: "Who Let the Dogs Out" when Jordan walked into the players' lounge at Old Trafford.
Lo looks
bitchily at her and replies four inches lower than last year.
As the Record reported on Saturday, she will be revealing details of their two-minute encounter in a restaurant broom cupboard, and has chosen to call the memoirs, rather
bitchily, In One Breath.
So long as they go to someone qualified." One newspaper notorious for
bitchily savaging female celebrities suggested the reason Anthea went under the knife was a "complicated and peculiar amalgam of vanity and low self-esteem and a deep-seated desire to resurrect her TV career."
Pressganging Japanese ladies from a visiting crafts exhibition to demonstrate how three little maids from school should walk,
bitchily gossiping, preening luvvies, and a rehearsal in which Gilbert fires off sarcastic putdowns are particularly memorable examples of the former, while Timothy Spall's scene-stealing camp prima donna, Corduner's splendidly hedonistic Sullivan and Broadbent's award-winning turn as the dour, stubborn and troubled Gilbert lead the field in the latter.
