For all of you out there waiting on tenterhooks to find out exactly how well Abbey Clancy’s acting career is going out in
62 days, 13 hours and 58 minutes later, she finally returned, and conveniently sat at a table right next to our (now malnourished and somewhat feral) reporter. What follows therefore is an exclusive excerpt from a conversation we overheard between the future Mrs Peter Crouch, and her agent.
We can reveal that she has shockingly been advised to lose her Liverpudlian accent if she wants to really make it as a model / actress / singer / coke-slut in the
Don’t listen to them Abbey, they don’t know what their talking about! They spell ‘colour’ wrong and call pavement a ‘sidewalk’ and everything!Many thanks to FHM Magazine for not agreeing to let us post these pictures up by the way, Nuts or Zoo would’ve been down.
UPDATE 1: The lovely naughty pictures of Abbey have mysteriously disappeared from this post. STT's team of codemonkeys are working on this as we speak, but probably want to go down the pub instead. It is possible they are so hot, the interwebz itself has popped a million boners and has ceased to function as we know it.