Macca should recognise that silence is golden and well worth £60m, says the Insider
The Insider is not a huge fan of tabloid gossip, most of which involves people of whom I have never heard and from whom I would doubtless move away if they sat next to me on the Clapham omnibus. I have no desire to follow Kerry Katona’s latest experiments with foetal alcohol syndrome, I’m not 100% sure who Dane Bowers actually is, and given the choice between reading anything at all about Jade Goody, and eating my own spleen, I’d be booking into the Royal London before you could say “Shilpa Poppadom!” But I must confess that I have been transfixed by the unfolding drama in the Family Division over recent weeks as McCartney v McCartney (or Macca v Mucca as the red tops would have it) slug it out over the financial consequences of one of the worst matches since Attila the Hun and Bertrand Russell. OK, that wasn’t an actual match, but it would
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