So I’ve told this tale before on here. Our lass (no) was travelling on business and got an upgrade to the posh lounge at Heathrow. She was just sitting in the seats with her complimentary champagne when a friendly northern voice piped up next to her to strike up a conversation. It was Mel B out of the Spice Girls. She was perfectly pleasant, but quite obviously not the sharpest knife in the drawer. At one point she mentioned how her kids were at the same school as the children of an African president (Paul Kagame of Rwanda IIRC) and she’d been invited to spend Christmas at his presidential palace. Our lass said “Er, I think he’s currently under investigation for crimes against humanity, you might want to give that invite a swerve” and Mel said “Oh, right...”
Months later Mel B gave an interview about how she considered going to Paul Kagame’s for Christmas but “was advised” that wouldn’t be a good idea given his current circumstances. They made it sound like she had People who were looking into things and Advising her on her decisions, not some random she happened to sit down next to in the f***ing departures lounge...
f***ing hell.
