‘Please, just private time. I don’t want the publicity. Just going about my business in the most eye-catching colour I could find in my George at ASDA wardrobe, looking slightly upset like my world has been ruined when in fact I’m just wondering whether to take the Murdoch dollar for having slept with someone else’s husband or go to a magazine. The Sun probably, as they are going to court to get the injunction overturned so I can sit sideways in some thick tights and tell them how my life has been ruined and how I haven’t been able to work – don’t ask me what my work is, my work is celebrity work – since my life was left in ruins by this vile man who I had sex with behind his wife and children’s back not knowing for an instant that I could make hundreds of thousands of pounds after it. And yet they call me a whore. A whore does it for nothing. I’m much more than a whore…’
The secret thoughts of Imogen Thomas as mind-read by me-me-me.tv.