Bad Blair day? Just five months out of office - where's their power dressing gone
As Tony and Cherie Blair emerged from a Japanese restaurant in Knightsbridge last week, I've never seen a more dreary, dishevelled post-power pair. They should resemble a confident, shining, handsome couple: in love, in the money, out on the town.
But they don't.
Says Liz Jones. Britain's most whiny whingy woman who probably hasn't had an orgasm in years because she'd be constantly whining throughout any attempt a bloke made at doing her.
Liz has actually dissected how the Blairs look and their behaviour together.
Firstly, who gives a fuck. Really.
Secondly, Liz Jones can't comment on anyone being unhappy. She wouldn't recognise happy if it dressed in a suit that looked like a massive smiley face, had "I'm happy" tattooed across it's forehead and had the catchphrase "I'm mr happy, so so happy, happy happy happy".
Thirdly, who gives a fuck.
Fourthly, they're not running the country anymore, they don't have to put on a show.
I occasionally joke that the Daily Sport has better journalism than the Mail and with "stories" like this - labelled under News no less - I sometimes wonder.