He’s not French. He speaks with a Leeds accent and has just written the archetypal warts and all autobiography – a vastly therapeutic experience in which the loss of his mother (when he was 6, in Leeds) plays a dominant role. Among the spicy tales we can expect from London’s first and most Thatcherite supersexychef (thrice-married),there will be the one about what made the trainee Gordon (Ramsay) cry on his last night at Harveys, MPW’s notoriously eventful Wandsworth flagship. All parts of the building featured in the seduction of diners and waitresses. There was a service hatch in his office.

While the two men are now sworn enemies (they won’t eat in the same restaurant, that’s how you measure it,naturally), they are at least both as super as each other (with Gordon the richer and probably the happier and certainly the healthier). In the good old Harveys days, Gordon was one of the guvnor’s top bruisers , leading the Kitchen Gang into all sorts of local scraps and even gaining an extra tooth in the top of his head for his trouble – seeing off a local gang who lobbed coke bombs into the restaurant. Then there was the time they ambushed Worral Thompson….

Here’s the auto-biog from amazon

Now that he has Luciano’s, Frankie’s, Drones and Mirabelle as well as a Japanese manservant called Mr Ishi, who also chauffeurs Marco around in the Range Rover, a third marriage under pressure from actress Martine McCutcheon and lunch dates with the liked of David Cameron, there is only the question needing to be asked : what will Gordon be saying about Marco in his scheduled autobiography? While the war goes on, and Marco will be consuming 4 four packets of Marlborough and gallons of Diet coke per day whatever happens, thank goodness that his other protégé, Heston Blumenthal, seems to be keeping well out of the way.