She will try to have him up the aisle, whether he will go through with it is another thing
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She has a recognised modus operandi: love bomb, start to diminish, separate from friends and family, isolate and then move in for the kill.
Scrace had a wide network of friends, a business and a past to be proud of... however, once Jonesey had finished with him, she had marginalized him almost completely from his support network and was deliberately triggering his mental health issues. She is utterly ruthless and will be targeting older, divorced or widowed men with no or few children, homeowners with an assured financial future. She was desperate to get her name on Scrace's London address and get her hands on his imminent inheritance. The fact that he slipped through her claws irks her still.
And thought repeatedly dragging him through the mud in print was going to achieve this? Liz, Liz, Liz
What? Her problem with most of the chaps in her life is that none of them spend any real time with her in a face-to-face sense. How does she love-bomb them? She barely sees them, and by her own account she's so busy working she doesn't have time to call, text or anything else. Most of her "personal" life appears to be spent with her assistant, moaning that she can't meet a decent guy.
As for David, they go back about 30 years, and for the last 10 or so he's kept a cautious distance, only reappearing occasionally (note that even after their most recent engagement, he was hardly around). His "London address" is a Brixton council flat.
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His address is actually an h/a. Had they got hitched, she would have had the rights to continue living there. It was the convenience rather than the value of the actual dwelling.
With regard to the "love bombing", cast your mind back to the days when he was the Dirty Baker, having her up against the concrete pillars of her rental flat, his pony tail thrashing in the breeze!
Then think about the house party thrown by one of his chums. She was furious she wasn't being suitably revered and dobbed everybody in for smoking weed.
Then fast-forward to her constant slagging of his lifestyle/looks/health/, the fact that he was 'always crying'...
She's not 'always working', she is preternaturally lazy. She churns out the Dreary and, maybe, another article every couple of weeks. She shares a modest gaff her paid companion (who's mid-term agenda is to make sure Jones doesn't hook up with anyone) and lives a weird half-life, slagging off everything and everyone while Bebb cackles in the background.
what's an h/a?
Housing association flat
In the last week or so, she's written about older women wearing miniskirts, Kate Middleton's polka-dotted dress, Angela Merkel and (unexpectedly) fuel shortages; that's apart from the Diary and the weekly podcast. Not exactly a slackerly work rate.
And the housing association flat? It sounds grim - broken windows and damp throughout. Why in heaven's name would she want to live in it?
I just found the ‘mini skirt’ article - a couple of paragraphs in a shared puff piece is hardly a stretch, is it?
I see also she’s still claiming to be a size 8.
She most definitely is NOT.
In Which If the Cap Fits ... (aka podcast of the week)
General drivel: Liz talks a bit about "New Man." She says "you're talking to someone very award-winning" in response to Nic. We get another "book review" from Nic. Liz says she "hopes there is no afterlife so she can have a rest." Nic panders to her again and says Liz is successful and has her animals, etc. while Liz whines about how it's all a lie. She claims her column this week sounds like it's her last and "all her rivals are cheering." What rivals, Liz? Maybe she has a couple at the MoS (Elizabeth Day, and I vaguely remember they hired a Rosie who writes about sex) but no one else cares. Liz alleges that if someone dates a newspaper columnist they should expect their private life to be broadcast to the nation. She again defends her Amy Winehouse article; making a bizarre comparison to another journalist who was accused of harassing Amy (I don't know who she's talking about.) Liz says that if it's OK for that journalist to have written about her breast cancer and her husband's death, it's OK to write about a celebrity.
Liz thinks that her writing helps people to feel less alone, because life is horrible and not just about "happy families, nice shoes, and orchards." Hands up who's actually felt better after reading Liz's work? Liz was getting along well with "New Man", the vegetarian photographer. But decided to cancel her date with him as she would invariably have to write about him if they dated, and predicted the relationship wouldn't last. She says all her exes were warned they would be written about, all said they could handle it, but then couldn't. Nic claims that Liz's exes just didn't like being held accountable for their actions in print ... I'm not touching that one. Liz claims that every writer / artist ever has based their work on their personal relationships and says something about "Picasso shagging a French bird" (?)
Update on New Man: she made an excuse to cancel her date saying she couldn't drive, but he offered to drive to her. He subsequently texted back that he was looking forward to meeting her and "discard her Myla thong." She found this inappropriate and makes an unsavoury comment about "at least he's not a police officer." Liz's archive column, from 2016, is about success and hard work. It's nonsense but the funniest bit is when she says people tell her they want to write a novel, and she replies that they will never be writers unless they write every day for years like Liz has done. May I remind you that young teenagers, and novice writers, have produced brilliant novels while the best Liz could do was 8 and a Half Stone
Liz thinks that her writing helps people to feel less alone, because life is horrible and not just about "happy families, nice shoes, and orchards." Hands up who's actually felt better after reading Liz's work? Liz was getting along well with "New Man", the vegetarian photographer. But decided to cancel her date with him as she would invariably have to write about him if they dated, and predicted the relationship wouldn't last. She says all her exes were warned they would be written about, all said they could handle it, but then couldn't. Nic claims that Liz's exes just didn't like being held accountable for their actions in print ... I'm not touching that one. Liz claims that every writer / artist ever has based their work on their personal relationships and says something about "Picasso shagging a French bird" (?)
Update on New Man: she made an excuse to cancel her date saying she couldn't drive, but he offered to drive to her. He subsequently texted back that he was looking forward to meeting her and "discard her Myla thong." She found this inappropriate and makes an unsavoury comment about "at least he's not a police officer." Liz's archive column, from 2016, is about success and hard work. It's nonsense but the funniest bit is when she says people tell her they want to write a novel, and she replies that they will never be writers unless they write every day for years like Liz has done. May I remind you that young teenagers, and novice writers, have produced brilliant novels while the best Liz could do was 8 and a Half Stone
The piece on the fuel crisis was laughable, airbrushing her past speeding boasts out of history in her gas-guzzling BMW and "convertible Mercedes" (whatever that means) and pouring on the pious flim-flam with a ladle (whilst having another crack at the over-weight). This from the woman who cheerfully parks in the disabled bays because they're closer to the doors of whichever establishment she graces with her presence? Do me a favour!
As far as the condition of David's flat is concerned, we only have her word (hollow laugh) for its condition. Remember, she used to call her London rental "the cupboard", when it was actually here: https://www.zigguratbuilding.com/ so don't come the raw prawn, eh?
Liz is a vegan and never eats prawns. Just cheese
And wears soft buttery leather.
And eggs. How dare she say that she’s a vegan. This is what she told the even more hateful Piers Morgan:-
‘Later, journalist Liz admitted she eats eggs because she "knows their parents" and keeps chickens.’
So is the "convertible Mercedes" a Mercedes convertible or a Ford Fiesta that converts to a Mercedes every time she writes about her car?
Nah, it's something like this.
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Our Lizzy is not bright.
Useful though because when the car sees her approaching with her key fob it turns into the robot and runs away
Time this old hag was put out to pasture. Way past her sell by date. Why the MoS continues to employ her, god only knows 
and if you’re reading this Liz (we know you do, despite your protestations) - if you think I’m another troll, so be it. You’re a despicable piece of work, who inexplicably ‘got lucky’
You are THE bully.
and if you’re reading this Liz (we know you do, despite your protestations) - if you think I’m another troll, so be it. You’re a despicable piece of work, who inexplicably ‘got lucky’
You are THE bully.
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