En cambio, según reveló a un entrevistador de The Independent, Floyd inventaba sobre la marcha el guión durante los segundos en que bebía de su inseparable copa de vino tinto, siempre al alcance de la mano. Según Lichtenberg: “No sabemos nunca cuantos versos sublimes de Shakespeare se deben a un vaso de vino bebido a tiempo”. En su caso, sabemos de hecho que más de 20 años de programas de cocina y varios shows teatrales que daba por el mundo se los debe al vino. La entrada a sus funciones, además, cubría el vino de los asistentes. Eso es civilización, no Tía Florita.
Su obituario en The Independent retrata su vida:
"Besides money, the other aspect of life Floyd found difficult was women. To pay for his divorce from his first wife, Jesmond, by whom he had a son, Patrick, he sold the Bristol restaurants – using the remainder of the cash to buy a boat he named "Flirty," and sailed around the Mediterranean for the next two years. He went bust again, was bailed out by friends, and somehow raised the money to start the final Bristol restaurant. His wives then got ever younger. In 1983 he married Julie Hatcher, 10 years younger, and had a daughter, Poppy. In 1991 he proposed to his third wife, Shaunagh, four hours after meeting her in the pub he then owned. He was 23 years older than her; they divorced after three years. As Barber wrote around this time, "Everyone who knows Keith Floyd agrees that he has not changed at all. He was always a monster egomaniac, always drunk, always paranoid, and he still is."
Once he decided that Shaunagh had forgotten his post-Christmas birthday and threw her and 50 diners out of his pub. In 1995 he married Tess Smith, a food stylist. He told Rushton in 2007 that the marriage was still solid, "although travelling makes things hard. She wants to be in England for her parents, and I prefer to live in France." The next night, on stage at the Pocklington Arts Centre in North Yorkshire, Floyd told his audience that they were getting divorced."
