This is the most spectacular own goal in history.
Rebekah Vardy’s reputation lies in tatters, she’s forever a punchline, a national laughing stock.
And there’s only one person who orchestrated her downfall, it’s… Rebekah Vardy.
Of all the staggering details in the case, it’s this one that’s most difficult to process.
She did this to herself. Even without the smoking gun mobile phone which very unfortunately and totally coincidentally fell into the sea, there was still enough evidence for anyone with eyes and ears to know that she wasn’t quite the innocent victim she insisted she was.
So why? WHY?
Why start incredibly costly extremely public court proceedings when you know what will happen? Is Vardy deluded? Did she think she could outsmart everyone? Or had she even convinced herself?
It’s hard not to feel sorry for husband Jamie – I can’t imagine the changing room bants will be much fun for him for the foreseeable.
And also, a moment’s silence please for the Wagatha Christie case generally.
From the off it’s been a super entertaining gift. Drama, intrigue, badly-spelled text messages, fashion wars, confusing metaphors about pigeons pooing in people’s hair – it’s had it all.
Well done, Col-umbo.
