Also.

Spotted at the weekend: Inadequately-legged 'model' and 'spokeswoman for the unspeakable', Heather Mills McCartney doing her Christmas shopping.

She was wearing a natty gold trainer and greeted staff at the St John's Wood Space NK like old friends.

She then went to the till. But what's this? She can't pay for her goods because, er, Paul has her handbag in the back of the pram and the doe-eyed mop-topper has only gone and wandered off somewhere else.

Oh, what a pickle!

Being married to 'owner-of-the-moon' Paul, she couldn't possibly have been trying to get her swag for free could she? NO! Not our Heather. Eventually she - ha - stumped up and paid for industrial strength eyebag remover and lotion to rub into her tits.

Makes a change for her to be paying for products like that. Time was when she needed lotion to rub into her boobs, there was a long queue of Arab...infact, d'ya know what - I'll stop there.

Posted By: Arizona Bay, Feb 21, 15:20:39