Someone was leaking Stuffs about Mrs Rooney to The Sc*m from a private Instagram thingie. Mrs C suspected Mrs Vardy so planted a couple of fake stories, to which only the two of them had access. Said stories duly appeared in Don Rupino's shit-sheet. “Gotcha!” cries Mrs C, for surely this was the smoking gnu gun she sought. “I never!” replies Mrs V. Legal proceedings ensued.
Also, “Wagnarok” made me done a roffle.