They let me down a bagful. There you are thinking that, in this unstable world, at least we have the rock that is the tabloid press. When BANG - your illusions are shattered like that guiness glass you tried to smuggle out of an irish bar when you were a student - only to forget where the curb began.Anyone reading today's copy of the Sun will undoubtedly know what I'm talking about. More specifically anyone reading Victoria Newton's Bizarre column. There we can find out how Daniel Radcliffe looks when he's drunk, how Wayne Rooney's cousin has recorded a song devoted to Man United in the FA Cup final, and we can find out all about Nadine Coyne's latest love tribulations. It seems her partner was spotted holding hands with another woman and Nadine is none too pleased about it.
Just how do the papers find out about this stuff - oh look, a quote from "a close friend"
Cheating is something Nadine will definitely not stand for... She has been working really hard with the other girls in England while he is swanning about in LA... If she thinks he has been cheating on her with another girl there will be all hell to pay... She loves him but she's not going to let him take her for granted. She's a fiesty Dublin girl who will not stand for it."
Fascinating stuff - but if this "close friend" is so "close" how come they don't know that Nadine is from Derry, not Dublin... hmmm. Honestly, if you can't trust the Sun who can you trust?
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