Ashley and Cheryl in Spain
The rain stays on the plane, but where do the tears go?
As his absurdly punishment-free existence trundles towards yet another revolting chapter, Ashley Cole can be found sunning himself in Spain with the kind lady he is slowly destroying – all as if he hasn’t a care in the world.
Bad enough that he prodded his nasty hamster-like fingers all over another woman’s contorted body before barfing, but he now appears to have been totally forgiven for the humiliation by his wife, Cheryl.
Granted, the gorgeous young woman he married now cuts a lonely skeletal figure as she walks down the beach wondering whether Ashley might be back at the hotel attempting to have sex with someone because he’s bored. But, hey, don’t worry Cheryl, there is always a bright side… we just don’t know what it is.