Oh my god I haven’t thought about her for years, I actually used to really enjoy hate reading her column! Is she not with David any more? Any want to give me a quick catch up on what’s been happening for the last few years? She’s truely awful isn’t she!
It's rather a sad story. There was a time when she had a modicum of talent... but that is long ago now.
She made the classic mistake of thinking that life was all about money and things. So she made quite a lot of money and bought some insanely expensive things... but she didn't realise that she was a) hideously lonely because she's not very nice and b) paying tax on your earnings is somethig of a given.
Consequently, she had to give up a house she bought up here (a funny story in itself: a *friend* acted as an intermediary in the purchase, persuaded her to pay way over the odds and got a slice of the profit!) when she was bankrupted by HMRC. She had previously owned a house in Somerset or thereabouts and a sizeable parcel of land. I know the house went but I'm not sure about the land.
Nowadays, she shares a rented ex-domestic servant's quarters here and, judging by the internal photos, in a state of near squalor (coincidentally, her old house that she had to sell in Low Row was also described as such by someone who viewed it).
She doesn't really do anything all day, doesn't engage with the locals and cuts a rather sad figure of a lonely old lady in her mid-sixties.
As far as her (ironic laugh) love-life is concerned, she tried to coerce a very ex-boyfriend into marriage because he had a) elderly parents with money and b) a flat in London. She failed. Prior to that she had invented a "famous Rock Star" boyfriend which, against the odds, caught a section of the public's interest for a while (aided and abetted by Ms Jones herself who invented a number of sock puppets on Mumsnet to stoke interest). Sadly, by this stage, she had acquired quite a thirst and, as a consequence, kept making mistakes in her narrative with regards to who he was, what he looked like, what he did, what he owned and other such trifling details.
In an attempt to draw all this together, she attempted to explicitly imply that it was Jim Kerr. When that blew up in her face, she claimed that her boyf had been at it in her (company rented) London flat with a third party and that she had binned him.
With literally nothing else going on in her life, she has since fixated on various exes, her ex-husband, an ex-colleague with whom she worked twice, as well as anyone who she feels has slighted her (anyone who is successful, married, solvent etc.) and is charting her own decline into madness.
She wrote two truly awful books: one an 'autobiography' and the other a 'novel', both of which bombed. There was talk of a tour to promote the latter which had to be cancelled (allegedly because of The Rona) which left several dozen ticket holders somewhat disappointed.
She now lives in a fantasy life, thoughtfully enabled by her 'assistant', and dreams of owning another house, of money and of glamour. A bit like Miss Havisham's older sister.
And today? Well, she thought she'd trot out the Fake Rock Star again (having conveniently forgotten that he'd allegedly cheated on her [see "quite a thirst" above]) with impeccable Lockdown timing.
Will they? Won't they? who cares, eh?
