Greedy bitch.
In his defence, I have to add that I met the bloke once during a blurry day of lackey-ing for music 'stars'. He was (unlike so many 'lesser' stars) really quite pleasant, and in the few minutes I spent with him, he came across as a straight-up and generally nice bloke.

That said, I also think his music and that of the Beatles was shite. Obviously a multitude of folk disagree, hence his gigantic mountain of cash.

As said above, he made the classic dirty-old-man mistake of falling for a fit bit of skirt that came on to him and not making her sign a pre-nup. However shite the music that made his fortune, it's his. Not hers. She should be entitled to a modest house and allowance to care for their daughter.

Poor little mite will decide herself in a few years anyway;
"Hmmm, should I be paraded infrromt of the paps for mum to get featured in 'Chatty' or should I fuck her off to go see dad and spazz around in his stately homes / bentleys & rollers / helicopters & private jets????? Decisions decisions."

Edit: For the record, I'm a big, straight, happily married bloke. But I'd seriously consider letting him screw me for a while for that much money! (Make that big, straight, happily married... and a mercenary cunt.)
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 17:01, Reply)