Paddy McGuinness has
revealed that his wife
Christine has banned him
from swearing after their
toddler, Felicity, started
copying him – and he won’t get
anything but sympathy from me!
Paddy confessed that the
S-word slipped out while he
was stretching (once you’re
over a certain age, even trying to
touch your toes can precipitate a
lot of bad language). Of course,
kids being kids, his two-year-
old began repeating it,
even to nursery staff.
I’ve got a terrible
potty mouth – and
while I try not to swear
at my children, they’ve
been exposed to many choice
expletives. And the problem is,
once they’ve heard you say it,
you’ve lost the moral high
ground – as Paddy’s just
found out to his cost.
I would love to be a fly on the wall
in the former Mrs Paul Hollywood’s
house right now! Along with the rest
of the country, Alex must be poring over
every last excruciatingly embarrassing detail
of the aftermath of Paul’s split from Summer Monteys-
Fullam. Did someone say schadenfreude?!
But I’m afraid Paul has only got himself to blame for the
middle-aged mess he’s got himself into. While he might have
fondly imagined that Summer was with him for his piercing
blue eyes and well-filled denims, I can’t help thinking his
bulging wallet might have been more of a draw.
Either way, it’s all ended in a nasty spat over the former
barmaid’s refusal to sign an NDA (presumably Paul got
fed up with one too many set-up shots of Summer’s tight
T-shirts and amazing abs ending up in the papers).
My advice to Paul now? Sit tight, stop liking
Instagram posts slagging her off and pray
for the start of The Great British Bake Off.
Those soggy bottoms can’t come
soon enough!
When I was at
uni I would never
miss an episode of
Beverly Hills 90210- but I’m not sure
I’ll be able to bring
myself to watch the new
six-part reboot of the show.
It’s bad enough coming to terms
with my own advancing years,
without having to endure former
heart-throbs from yesteryear
revealing their wrinkles and/or
terrible plastic surgery on screen.
Personally, I’d much rather
remember Shannen Doherty,
Jason Priestley and Tori Spelling
in their prime rather than see
them portray “heightened versions
of themselves” – whatever that
means – in this ill-conceived
sequel.
Luke Perry, before his tragic
early death, was sensible enough
not to have signed up to it. I just
wish the others had followed suit.
POTTY
MOUTHS
Celebs take cover – our outspoken columnist
Lebby Eyres has you in her sights!90210
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PHOTOS: GettyOh the joy of seeing Posh
and Becks in matching outfits
once more! It takes me back
to the 90s and noughties when
they’d step out in horrific his-and-hers ensembles.
Remember those head-to-toe leather numbers
they wore to the Versace Club in 1999? Or their
all-black outfits with diamond crucifixes from the
NRJ awards in 2001?
For years in the new! office we’ve had the
pleasure of looking up at a framed picture of the
couple in perhaps their greatest dual crime
against fashion – the purple
outfits they wore for their
wedding reception. It seems
incomprehensible now that
such clothes were ever
deemed fashionable.
Sadly, there are no grounds
for criticising their oh-so-chic
holiday togs on the basis
of taste – but I definitely
preferred the days of vulgar
Versace and dodgy D&G!TRENDING
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