I couldn’t find a single column centred on defending Baillie in any contemporaneous newspaper
Plenty putting the boot in though, eh Marina?
Today in Jesus Wept: the Satanic #### speaks. Again.
Today in Jesus Wept we must turn to Sachsgate breakout star Georgina Baillie, who has thus far managed to parlay Russell Brand's insult to her dignity into an excruciatingly candid red-top buy-up and a number of semi-mucky photoshoots.
But can we please draw the line at the trenchant newspaper comment pieces? It seems not. Breaking another ten second silence, Manuel's estranged granddaughter takes to the pages of today's Sun with an opinion column unlikely to give PJ O'Rourke any sleepless nights.
Entitled "My View", it sees the Satanic #### attempt to gain some sort of purchase on this latest Jonathan Ross "outrage", the details of which I literally cannot be bothered to even look up, let alone confect horror over. The world can now be divided into people who genuinely think caring about this crap is important, and people you might wish to know socially.
Anyway, about halfway down Georgina manages to wrench the subject matter back to herself – she hasn't the most gossamer of authorial touches, bless her – as she drones:
"I then realised that although he had sent a letter of apology to my family, he never actually directly addressed me with an apology...."
Georgina, Georgina, Georgina... In the name of all human sanity: please just let it go. They were total scumbags, but it's over. O-V-A-H. Failing that, ditch the Satanic ####s and form a new dance/burlesque/whatever troupe with oversharing divorcee Liz Jones and Rod Liddle's perma-wronged ex-wife. You can call yourself the Single-Issue Human Beings.