Well done The Sunā¦ not only a great review on the mm programme but also the subtle dig at KP
- āYeah, bloody Ann Ziety, the s l agā
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WEDNESDAY night, at 9pm, on Channel 4, Katie Price began talking.
An hour later, she finally stopped.
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The mucky mansion has become a physical expression of all Katieās inner turmoil and insecurities, which are vast
In between times? There was a relentless drone of psychobabble, egomania, innuendo and self-pity, punctuated by the odd DIY tip. But what all of it meant? Iāve no proper idea, as I reckon youād need a team of behavioural scientists, doctors and zoologists to get inside this girlās noggin.
I think, though, we can firmly put the blame for
Katie Priceās Mucky Mansion on
Clarksonās Farm, an Amazon series that was so brilliant and funny, rival channels are now prepared to give pretty much any celebrity with a few spare country acres and a career hiatus their own fly-on-the-wall series.
BBC1ās got Kelvinās Big Farming Adventure, Charlotte Church is doing something with her Welsh spa on a fringe network and Channel 4 has a ten-bedroom wreck in Sussex thatās almost as flattered by the description āmuckyā as
Katie is by the words āauthor, designer and political campaignerā.
The place is a s**thole. Thieves have ransacked the entire gaff, Harveyās smashed the windows, two dogs and a horse have died on the premises, a couple of boyfriends have probably fled before soft rot set in and as Mucky Madam herself admitted: āIf I walked through that front door it would give me ann-ziety.ā
Yeah, bloody Ann Ziety, the hag.
The place has become a physical expression of all Katieās inner turmoil and insecurities, which are vast, because the basic equation at play here is that the more restoration work she did to herself, the less got done to the house.