We thought Michael Winner wrote a column about restaurants and hotels, not a character assassination of a soon-to-be-ex-wife of a close friend. In all the time that she was married to John Cleese, Alyce Faye Cleese was concerned and caring of Michael Winner, even to the extent that at her son’s wedding, which was just after Mr Winner’s heart bypass, she was more worried about him than the bride and groom. Obviously no good deed goes unpunished! We, her close friends, are disgusted at these attacks on Alyce, which she does not deserve. Divorce is difficult enough without your so-called friends attacking you in public.

Shame on you, Mr Winner!

Jane Kerner, Dominique Lubar, Ute Kath, Christine Schell, François Gilles and Tomasz Starzewski

Like your friend John Cleese I have three divorces under my belt. I’ve made a career of donating houses to grumpy women. But I’m still smiling!

Juilan Bray, Peterborough

So Michael went with John Cleese on his honeymoon. Quelle horreur! Little wonder it all ended in tears. I wonder who Michael will take on his honeymoon to make up the party?

Don Roberts, Cheshire

So you and John Cleese studied law. Lawyers deal with the crooked, the unfaithful, the incompetent and the greedy. They believe everyone is like this and then metamorphose into similarly flawed creatures. Lucky you and John didn’t practise.

Huw Beynon, Llandello

Upon seeing you resplendent in last week’s colour photo my four-year-old son asked, “Who’s that old granny?”

Marc Cox, Wolverhampton

On hearing Michael intends to leave his house to the nation, and in anticipation of vast crowds of sightseers, I sought planning permission to site a superior hot dog van on Melbury Road. Sadly, however, albeit in the nicest possible way, the council told me to sod off!

David Lowe, Sunderland

During the men’s final at Wimbledon the camera rested on a white-haired, portly gentleman. “Is that Michael Winner?” asked the commentator. “Surely not!” I screamed at my TV. There’s only one place MW would be on an overcast, blustery Sunday afternoon and that’s feet up, in front of the telly after a large roast dinner. Not sitting out in the cold with all and sundry.

Steve Reddish, Essex

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