Got to be Royal to get it really, really wrong! Go large and be damned is their motto. With them, nobody is a headcase, they are rolling, raving, rip your kit off, loony. Not just drunken uncles, it"s gurning granny lush with Bell's on.
But Sarah, she's a marvel isn't she? In the mire again. She's lost millions, found it and then, lost the lot! Skint! HOW? A million quid makes a block the size of a house. She's just gone down to the tune of £3.2m. The lass is a walking financial black hole. Why would anyone trust their cash to her a second time? Call yourself a duchess and the serfs shower you with their cash.
Andy, they used to call him Randy but she's knocked that right out of him, is at his wit's end. Bail the ex-wife out again. For the sake of the kids. She's a nice person, don't doubt it, but I wouldn't trust her to pay the parking meter. The car would be towed away by lunch time.
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