For those who ever found themselves pondering where Russell Brand got his teef from - voila. Consider yourselves introduced to Brand's dad, Ron.
Amy decided to go for a walk with Ron around Camden during, what The Sun are referring to as a "16-HOUR MARATHON". During her expedition, she also "kissed model Mischa Barton" at the Hawley Arms. Mischa must be revinventing herself as a full time model now she's living in Landan. To be honest, she's better off calling herself a designer. Her bags are nice. She probably doesn't design them herself, but they're nice all the same. That's not an endorsement, by the by, I wouldn't buy one - only because they're designed by Mischa Barton. Put it this way, I saw one in Arnotts, went "Oh, that's nice... oooooh, Mischa Barton designed it... shame." And then I shuffled away.
So where's the inevitable punchline to this drivel, well, someone called Julie Smith took a photo of Amy towards the end of her 16-HOUR MARATHON, when she sprawled herself across a beer garden bench outside Reg's parent's pub at 9.30am yesterdat morning. As this is The Sun's top showbiz story today, they are saying she's "CRASHED OUT." Considering her top's hiked up (see today's Sun Online for the stirring shot), she could've been trying to entice the mid-morning sun on to her belly... It's quite the sun goddess pose. No doubt her fellah's parents were suitably impressed by the scene.
OK, she wasn't just soaking up the morning sun. She was just gicker eyed. According to the taxi man who dropped her off at the boozer, she was in too much of a state to come across with her fare. When he asked her for payment, she "wandered off and fell asleep at the table"... limbs sprawled, top hiked up. She's lucky it was daylight. Cabbie Michael Prenpeh said: "She was totally gone. She'd no idea what she was doing. She said her boyfriend had no respect for her (*gasps* NOOOOOO! Why ever not?! 'Cause she has none for herself, riiiiight) and was blubbing away - I gave her a tissue."
She's probably still there.
