Yeah we know, we know, we know, updates recently have been as irregular as Jade Goody’s heartbeat, it’s this new work shit, keeps us far too busy - we can’t recommend it you know. Still, we couldn’t pass up a chance to update this particular lunchtime after a particularly compelling insight into life chez Rooney, with the spud faced nipper apparently currently spending most of his spare time serenading wife Coleen with a barrage of Lionel Richie songs.
We are occasionally forced to endure (through the comforting medium of an especially large G&T) Coleen’s Real Women by Mrs Spurt and we’ve always wondered about that title. Who are the ‘fake women’ that this show is meant to be the antidote to? Don’t they have the requisite real parts or something?
Ahem anyway here’s some suggestions for more Richie Karaoke classic’s for the Spudster as he guides Coleen's hands around a large King Edward lovingly peeled to resemble his noggin.
Hello (is it goals you’re looking for?)
All Night Long (OAPs only)
Dancing on Defender’s ankles bones
Say you, Say Me, (say ‘I hate Liverpool FC’)
Oh 200th post btw, get us!
