Some would say I am obsessed with the widower Jack Tweed. Rubbish! I just like to keep abreast of what local-boy-made-bad has got up to. After all, he and I have dined together in Zizzi’s and both enjoy a drink at the King William and he went to the same school as Danae and part-owns Deuces, a pub near where Louisa and Julian live.
And now I have another link: he has been sentenced for yet another violent physical attack by my friend Susan Mann JP at Redbridge Magistrates Court. She let him escape a jail sentence (Jack already has two) possibly mistaking him for Pete Doherty. Sue is chuffed at the press coverage of her very sensible verdict and punishment. Some links:
The News of the World ……oh dear! Not covered by this paper.