Here's something I never thought I would say: I feel sorry for Katie Price. The former glamour model was arrested at Heathrow airport last week as she returned to the UK from Turkey, having just undergone her sixth facelift. Something about her beaten-up, heavily bandaged face, the plumped-up lips and bird-like frame with its two uncomfortable-looking, balloon-like breasts just seemed so utterly tragic, so sad. She was, as she always does, putting on a brave front. But she's clearly a broken soul. I realise this may not be a popular opinion. Many people, if they care at all about her, take the view that her downfall - her two bankruptcies, the first in 2019 and again this March (this arrest comes after she failed to attend a hearing relating to her £760,000 HMRC debt) are her own fault, the result of disorganisation, greed, moral degeneracy and general profligacy.
