PLATELLL’S PEOPLE: Proud Jerry Hall should not take a penny of Rupert Murdoch’s £14bn fortune
A sad day for all us Jerry Hall fans when we learnt her marriage to Rupert Murdoch was over after just six years.
It all seemed so perfect, she the sassy supermodel, he the media mogul who tenderly kissed her cheek when they wed, saying: ‘I’m the happiest man in the world.’
Despite the age gap — he’s 91 and she 65 — those who knew them said it was a real love match. So it baffles me that they couldn’t stay the distance and enjoy the comfort and companionship of marriage late in life.
I’ve always adored Jerry. I was so in awe of her when young that, for a friend’s 21st party, I sewed a replica of the dress she wore on the video of her then partner Bryan Ferry’s hit Let’s Stick Together.
A sad day for all us Jerry Hall fans when we learnt her marriage to Rupert Murdoch was over after just six years
Sadly, the leopard print I painted on dissolved when I was thrown in the swimming pool — just as her relationship with Ferry dissolved when she was seduced by Mick Jagger.
She had four children with Jagger and received an estimated £10 million settlement when they split. Yet still she kept working. Jerry’s a proud woman who earned a fortune first as a model then through acting. She’s self-reliant and very feisty.
Before marrying Murdoch, she said: ‘I don’t want to have children, I already have four. And I don’t want to be bossed around because I’ve got my own money.’
So I hope the rumours that she’ll get a ‘generous portion’ of the media titan’s £14 billion fortune — up to £10million-a-year for life in a divorce settlement, access to private jets and half the value of their multi-million properties — are wide of the mark.
That would not be the Jerry Hall we love. As she’s said, she’s not beholden to any man. She should remain the proud, independent Jerry we know and not take a penny of Rupert’s money
That would not be the Jerry Hall we love. As she’s said, she’s not beholden to any man.
She should remain the proud, independent Jerry we know and not take a penny of Rupert’s money.
The last thing we fans want to learn of our golden girl is that, in the end, she was just a gold digger.
Carrie and Camilla were snapped tete-a-tete in Rwanda. What could the future Queen and the PM’s wife have to chat about? Exchanging tips on how to steal someone else’s husband?
An individual who had sex organs removed to transition to become a woman says he regrets it and is suing the NHS as the operation left him traumatised. It reminds me of what a surgeon friend said — that in future we will look back horrified at how we tried to surgically turn women’s bodies into men’s, and vice versa, with so little understanding of the consequences.
A poem for today
It’s a sad day when poet Wilfred Owen is dropped from GCSEs to make way for more inclusive writers.
He fought and died in World War I, writing Anthem For Doomed Youth and asking: ‘What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? — Only the monstrous anger of the guns’.
An apt anthem today, not for our snowflake generation but for Ukrainian men who are dying for their country.
Appearing on the cover of Tatler for an interview, Brooklyn Beckham’s new wife Nicola Peltz says he’s ‘in heaven’ now, finally doing the job he loves as an online cook, not being pushed into careers he did not enjoy.
Brooklyn’s careers? I must have blinked and missed that. He says he was a photographer — but snapping your family and friends is called Facebook, Brooklyn.
The media is awash with appeals for money after more than 1,000 Afghans died in an earthquake in Khost province. Yet many of us are wary relief will be sent not to those poor families but the Taliban. The last word on generosity should go to the families of the 454 British servicemen and women who died there trying to free the people from Jihadist tyranny.
Well done Roxy Longworth who revealed in the Mail her life was blighted after she sent nude selfies to a boy when she was 13. Surveys say girls are being pressured by boys and think it’s just flirting. But some responsibility must rest on parents for failing to instil in their children that their bodies are precious — and not to be bandied about on Snapchat.
In her memoir, ex-Play School host Floella Benjamin says she almost had sex with David Bowie in 1973 after they danced at a party — but she turned him down. ‘He was the best person I’ve ever danced with, it was mesmerising.’ As mesmerising as when I danced to YMCA in the 1980s with the actual Village People and one propositioned me, saying he was the only band member who wasn’t gay!
Huge excitement as, 37 years on from its release, Kate Bush’s single Running Up That Hill hits No 1 after being used in Netflix’s psycho-horror drama Stranger Things. I don’t get the appeal. Decades ago, I thought Bush was a poor woman’s Stevie Nicks. While the Fleetwood Mac star was singing Rhiannon and Gold Dust Woman, Kate was running up hills or caterwauling on the moors. I’d have left her out on those Wuthering Heights.
Decades ago, I thought Bush was a poor woman’s Stevie Nicks. While the Fleetwood Mac star was singing Rhiannon and Gold Dust Woman, Kate was running up hills or caterwauling on the moors
Young ought to Love diversity
A new race war is raging, not just about the appalling treatment of the Windrush generation, but on reality TV show Love Island. Social media erupted when Ikenna Ekwonna and Amber Beckford were voted off the ITV show, the third and fourth people of mixed race to go. And there’s me thinking the young who watch it are (self-proclaimed) ambassadors for diversity.
Much horror Down Under as Nigella Lawson culturally misappropriates one of Australia’s most cherished national foods, creating Vegemite Spaghetti. What next from the Domestic Goddess, bastardising Oz’s most celebrated dessert, invented by a chef in Perth in 1935, and creating a Vegemite Pavlova?
Clarence House is worried Prince Charles’s condemnation of the UK’s Rwanda asylum scheme as ‘appalling’ will overshadow his trip representing his mother at the Commonwealth Heads of Government Meeting. Maybe he should have followed the Queen’s example and just kept his mouth shut in the first place.
- No loss that Tory chairman Oliver Dowden quit over the by-election disaster, given that he thought it a good idea at the height of the nation’s outrage over Partygate to donate to a local party auction a bottle of champagne, personally signed by the PM.
- A mystery bidder pays £120,000 for dinner with the three most recent Tory PMs, David Cameron, Theresa May and Boris Johnson. What a masochist; most folk would pay not to have dinner with them.
And what about the menu? I’d suggest stuffed pig’s head with lashings of gravy train to represent Cameron, old smoked trout for May and Eton Mess for Johnson.
Clarence House is worried Prince Charles’s condemnation of the UK’s Rwanda asylum scheme as ‘appalling’ will overshadow his trip representing his mother at the Commonwealth Heads of Government Meeting
The Church of England is officially going green, with 808 churches in the Diocese of Oxford instructed by their Bishop, the Right-On Rev Steven Croft, to include in the traditional baptism service a pledge by the congregation to ‘strive to safeguard the integrity of creation, and sustain and renew the life of the Earth’.
To which we usually reply, ‘with God’s help, I will’ although I now say ‘God help the C of E’.
Their job is to save human souls not polar bears in the Arctic ice caps!
Margot’s not plastic
While loving Margot Robbie’s natural-bodied portrayal of Barbie in the upcoming romantic comedy, it feels a bit of a betrayal for those of us who fell in love with the original dolls. Mine had pneumatic breasts, a 12 in waist and thighs as slender as her calves. Margot’s far more voluptuous — and good for her.
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