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Katie Price, 44, as she is today
Katie Price, 44, as she is today
SOPHIA SPRING FOR THE SUNDAY TIMES MAGAZINE
Decca Aitkenhead
Sunday December 18 2022, 12.01am, The Sunday Times
Five of Katie Price’s dogs have been locked in the stables before I arrive at her farmhouse. “Because otherwise,” she assures me, “it would be chaos!”
The non-chaotic scene in her kitchen therefore looks like this: Price, 44, is perched on a high stool in rollers; her make-up artist is working on her face; her nine-year-old son, Jett, is on a sofa; her severely autistic 20-year-old son, Harvey, is on his iPad; her 32-year-old half-sister, Sophie, is at the table. Then we have the photographer, two photographic assistants, Price’s old friend Ross and her hairdresser, who goes by the stage name of Mikey Kardashian and is fondly recalling the occasion of Jett’s birth, when he fitted hair extensions to Price as she lay on her hospital bed, catheter still in situ, recovering from an emergency caesarean. “We’ve done some weird old jobs together, haven’t we?” There are painters and decorators in the room next door, radio blaring — and there is Blade, a big black dog Price has to grab hold of each time the front door opens to another new arrival.
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Don’t let it bang!” is the perpetual refrain. “Harvey smashed my front window yesterday cos someone slammed it,” she explains. “That’s what triggers him … Blade! Come here! Is anyone cold? I’m always cold. I’ve got the radiators on full but it’s crazy, the oil heating bill’s three grand every four or five weeks. Blade, here! Would anyone like a cup of tea? Don’t look at the mess. Five kids, six dogs, six horses and no help. Whenever things calm down there’s another thing. And a-nother thing.”
“And-a-nother thing,” Jett sings along softly from the sofa.
In the 12 years since I last interviewed Price, it has indeed been one thing after another. Even back then her life already seemed unfathomably eventful. Propelled to fame by page 3 at just 17, the glamour model formerly known as Jordan had built a celebrity empire on her implausibly pneumatic figure and remorselessly public private life. A premiership footballer, Dwight Yorke, had abandoned her while pregnant, leaving her to raise their profoundly disabled son, Harvey, alone. Reality TV cameras had followed every moment of her first marriage to the pop star Peter Andre, whom she met in the Australian jungle in 2004 on I’m a Celebrity. Their 2009 divorce was as ugly as their OK! wedding had been candy pink, and the pair have been feuding over their two children, Junior, 17, and Princess, 15, ever since. In 2010 she had just married Alex Reid, a cross-dressing cage fighter, and was reported to be worth £30 million, having monetised every twist and turn of the drama through reality TV shows, product lines, photoshoots, autobiographies, children’s books, even novels, none of which she wrote but one of which famously outsold an entire Booker prize shortlist.
. When a visitor arrives he asks them if he can service their cars. It's brilliant. He started off taking his own stuff apart with a set of ratchet spanners..then there's H, he's playing with toddler toys because it's not been given the life he should have. My boy is never off his mountain bike, he's tall and pretty healthy considering and never been very overweight. He's very able bodied and makes a great bacon sandwich! He does like to rewire the plugs
and clip the dogs fur and sometimes takes the stair carpet up if he thinks it's moved
we have forgiven you for making the skank appear to be half decent back then. That's some talent! I'm sure it would have been a challenge and a half 
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