I’m not surprised. She showed her true colours when she punched the loo attendant in that club.
I followed the exploits of the WAGs in Baden Baden. Hilarious, for all the wrong reasons. It was a time when WAGs became minor celebrities, helped along by Footballers’ Wives being on telly. There wasn’t much for the British reporters to write about between games, so the WAGs kindly helped to fill column inches. Gangs of no-marks roaming the streets of Baden Baden, shopping and shrieking.
What was really funny was, dear old Cheryl and Posh Spice decided that they were a cut above the other WAGs - not famous enough to hang out with major talents like them - so they would go out by themselves, dressed to the nines in full tattoo-baring finery and noticeably eyeing each other beadily to work out whether the other’s outfit outshone her own. Talk about massive egos!
He was very patient with the teenagers that used to demand selfies with him, and he never said no. I’ve seen him interviewed and he’s not the sharpest knife in the drawer and he’s made some cringeworthy comments. I don’t know if he’s sold that house now but I haven’t seen him around for over a year now, and his distinctive car hasn’t been tearing about the local roads or parked up in Sainsbury’s. That car being parked at Sainsbury’s caused teenage girls from the surrounding streets to literally RUN to Sainsbury’s 
I thought I had but couldn’t find it so apologies if I’m repeating myself!
