Originally Posted by
Dub-Boy
I met him in the south of France in July, just after the U2 gig, to some he's a self help guru who changes their lives for a hefty fee, to others he's a charlaton who preys on the mentally and emotionally feeble to fund his rather exotic and very wealthy lifestyle.
Having met him, i think he talks alot of old rubbish, self help my arse, get up the yard, his missus is young enough to be his grand daughter, cracking rack on her though, paid for no doubt by the poor saps that buy into his old twabble, yes twabble ! i say, he needs a good kick in the scrotum.
And his hair, jaysus, i looks like someone glued a pomeranean dog onto his head, its an Irishman with a red afro in the sun, not a pretty picture.
The now infamous line that Mrs Merton said " What first attracted you to the millionare Paul Daniels?" came to mind.