![]() Molly-Mae Hague looks elegant in a chic black maxi dress and blazer ahead of fiancé Tommy Fury's hotly-anticipated fight with KSI and now she reveals her secret to looking so good at 77 Joanna Lumley swears by a £9.99 moisturiser. 'Reuniting loved ones is an honour': Meet the former popstar helping reunite Britain's missing people with their families. ![]() Molly-Mae Hague proudly cheers on her fiancé Tommy Fury as he dramatically beats his rival KSI in a tense fight in Manchester Strictly Come Dancing's Karen Hauer puts on a brave face as she performs live on show following 'split from husband Jordan Wyn-Jones' Madonna, 65, 'didn't think she'd make it' and she 'forgot five days of her life' during hospital dash as she kicks off her VERY raunchy Celebration Tour Harry and Meghan are seen strolling hand-in-hand on a romantic holiday on uber posh Canouan Island in the Grenadines This Morning chiefs are in talks to make Kate Garraway and Ben Shephard the new Holly and Phil after Willoughby's shock resignation And blanch the Blanches in hot oil, for a start. ![]() We should all get together and protest against the protesters. Meanwhile, law-abiding, tax-paying citizens always seem to be at the bottom of the police’s concerns, especially if we have the audacity to be burgled or find an intruder in our loft. Yet the more tolerant the police, the more the eco nuts will take advantage of their good nature. Specifically, the decency and humanity of police officers, who do not want to use force to rip their hands from the road, leaving palm-shaped leaves of skin in their wake. The end of the world is nigh, they claim - even if all of them, every last whiny protester, benefits from and uses oil, milk and God knows what other liquids to fuel their lives in the wholesale pursuit of annoyance.īy gluing themselves to Tarmac, the protesters are like Blanche DuBois in A Streetcar Named Desire - bear with me - because they rely on the kindness of strangers to thrive. Or retired, middle-management couples from Basingstoke putting on their anoraks, filling flasks with tea - hope there is no milk in there! - and riding the rails up to London for the day to wreak mayhem on the city streets. Meanwhile, we can all quietly seethe at Just Stop Oil nutters gluing their palms to the roads outside Parliament. Though the irony of wasting perfectly good food while people around the world are starving seems to be lost on them. Pious hipsters pouring milk on the floor of Harrods Food Halls, unemployed graphic artists assaulting wheels of cheese with yet more milk in Fortnum & Mason, safe in the knowledge that some grub on minimum wage will clear up after them, after they have made their point that. Just look at the Emilys and the Ruperts, the Fenellas and the Sebastians who have recently converged on the capital and elsewhere to do their worst. ![]() Just Stop Oil, Insulate Britain and the Anti-Milk Mob have all been busy, busy, busy over the past few weeks. Yes, I am afraid the Protesting Season is upon us once more! Summer holidays are over and it is back to work for the nation’s eco protesters. This week we learn that the fifth series will continue in the same vein: the Queen is still a cold fish Charles is an unfeeling brute mad, marginalised Diana is a diamond-wearing schemer and their children are collateral damage as the War of the Waleses plunges onwards, finally ending in divorce and separate quests for personal happiness.Įco nuts and pious hipsters are milking the humanity of police I thought it was shameful at the time, and still do now. In series three, the Queen was even shown visiting Aberfan in 1966 - after the colliery spoil tip disaster that killed 116 children and 28 adults - and being so unmoved by the tragedy that she had to fake her tears before facing the bereaved public.Īrt is one thing, duplicitous emotional embroidery for the sake of dramatic plot lines is another. Yet do the Windsors really deserve to be portrayed, as they have to date, as a parade of stuffed toff freaks with no redeeming features whatsoever? The new series, which will be released next month, focuses on the turbulent years between 19, and no one would argue that it was a low point for the Royal Family. How are we going to amuse ourselves in the ceremonial void between the Queen’s Funeral and the King’s Coronation? Luckily, here comes Netflix to the rescue, with plans to plug that infotainment gap with a grisly ritual of its own making - The Crown. ![]()
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