A rant at Anthea

I’ve never forgiven Anthea Turner for it.

With one slip of the tongue she became vehemently hated.

(I have to admit to not liking her very much before the unfortunate incident in question – she always seemed patronising, full of fake bonhomie and cloying girliness with more teeth and floppier hair than any human being has a right to have…)

Even my wife – who is perhaps the most tolerant person I know – found what she said more than a little annoying.

It was on ‘Blue Peter’- right during children’s primetime viewing – that the word slipped out.

And the offending word that caused a sharp intake of breath and eventual apoplexy?

Instead of ‘dog’ she said ‘DOGGIE‘.

I knew you’d be shocked.

It really did annoy us.

Intensely.

We were both once teachers and spent much of our careers trying to get children to talk properly – let alone write, read and do basic maths.

It wasn’t too much to ask, was it?

That the presenter of a programme aimed at the 6 to 12 age range should use proper English and not baby talk?

Anyway, she’s been at it again.

And this time it’s worse…

Here from today’s Daily Mail – hey, it’s a hateful piece of shit written by fucksocks and read by simpletons, I know, but sometimes you have to use what you’ve got – is the lead up to what she said that made me want to go and petrol-bomb anywhere she might happen to be:

Anthea Turner claims that she might lose her £5million mansion after she and her husband took a beating in the credit crunch.

The former queen of daytime TV, once one of the highest-paid women in broadcasting, broke down in tears as she talked about the collapse of Grant Bovey’s £100million buy-to-let empire.

The couple keep a string of horses at their Surrey home set in 57 acres.

They holiday at ski chalets in the Alps and on yachts in the Mediterranean.

It has been claimed that Mrs Turner took large amounts out of Imagine Furnishings  –  a firm ran by her husband which supplied all of the furniture to Imagine Homes  –  as the credit crunch loomed.

According to the News of the World, in 2006, she paid herself £900,000 from the firm which furnished their buy-to-let homes at £11,000 a time before it went into administration last month.

In 2007, she also took £389,410 in ‘consultancy services’, £240,792 in advances and a £573,738 loan which was waived by the company  –  a total of £1,203,940 in the same year the firm posted a loss of £685,259.

It was claimed that creditors were owed £200,000.

Bovey told the paper: ‘Our net worth was over £100million  –  now it’s an awful lot less, just a small fraction of what it was.

‘We are in the same boat as millions of other people. Next year is going to be very tough.’

On his wife’s cash withdrawals, he said: ‘We can’t deny she had all this money out. But Imagine Furnishings was making an awful lot of money at that time.’

Oh well, ho-hum and shit, bad luck and all that –  they’ll manage OK –  but then the nano-iota of sympathy that I had evaporated like a water molecule in the Saharan midday sun.

First her:

Our backs are against the wall,’ she said.

‘We are in it like lots of other people in this country who have been bitten by economic circumstances.

Now him:

‘Our net worth was over £100million  –  now it’s an awful lot less, just a small fraction of what it was.

‘We are in the same boat as millions of other people. Next year is going to be very tough.’

The ‘story’ – remember this is the Mail so the punctuation is necessary – concludes with this:

Now Mrs Turner, presenter of BBC3’s Perfect Housewife show, has been reduced to advertising household detergents and says the couple are ‘ very seriously considering downsizing’ from their mansion.

She told the News of the World: ‘We have had to re-evaluate our lives. I don’t think a £5million mansion makes you happy.’

But she insisted following the crash of the couple’s property empire, she was more worried about the knock-on effects on others than on herself.

‘Those people who moan about you driving around in your nice big car are forgetting the guy who washes the car now hasn’t got a job or who did the maintenance on it.’

Referring to herself in the third person, she added: ‘There is no way Anthea Turner can complain about anything in her life.’

Well, excuse me, but it’s not going to be a case of bread and dripping for Christmas dinner in the Bovey/Turner household, is it?

Santa’s not going to sling a stocking down the chimney containing a satsuma and a walnut and shout, ‘Happy Christmas, losers!’ is he?

Grant’s not going to go panhandling in Tottenham Court Road tube station whilst Anthea goes on the game to earn enough for a bottle of British sherry to toast in the New Year, is he?

Whatever happens to them, these two whining FUCKS are going to have a far, far, far, far better time this Christmas than the 30 000 or so poor buggers working for Woolworths who are probably going to be jobless come 2009.

Whatever happens to them, these two insensitive SHITS are going to manage in their downsized house for many years to come with the money they must have squirreled away.

Whatever happens, these two whinging BASTARDS are going to be able to live in relative security and to a standard which most people merely dream of.

Then she has the brass neck to sound caring – ‘I might have to downsize from my £5 million mansion but think about the poor sap who slaps a chamois leather around my new car’ – in a futile attempt to sound as if this isn’t all about HER.

This whole rant really isn’t about envy or schadenfreude – it honestly isn’t.

My sympathies go out to anyone who loses their livelihood – be they a shelf stacker, an estate agent or a banker.

It’s terrible when you’ve been doing your job and then, through no fault of your own, you get told you’re no longer required or the receivers are called in.

I feel genuinely sorry for those people who are going to have to grit their teeth when they say ‘Happy New Year’ later this month.

I consider myself extremely lucky that my financial circumstances are as good as they are and that I’m not going to suffer anywhere near as much as many, many others are.

There but for fortune, etc…

It really isn’t about envy!

BUT when you compare yourself to Joe Public and the millions of others hit by the current economic situation (a total fucking insult to the newly unemployed) and then you talk about considering (only considering, mind you) downsizing from your mansion (and you can bet your boots it won’t be to a two up two down somewhere in a deprived inner city area) and then you say you have a mere fraction of £100 million left (a hundredth of that would be more than ample to ‘survive’ on) then my sympathy plummets past zero to utter contempt for the pair.

To conclude this rant, I give you:

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One Response

  1. Yeah, but you’d still do her wouldn’t you? You might enjoy this:

    http://caughtinthemiddleman.wordpress.com/2007/07/18/the-times-they-are-a-changin-part-2-2/

    Happy ranting!

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