Odious Kyle calling the kettle black.
Byline: Email email@example.com OPINION GEORGE TYNDALE
JEREMY Kyle, an odious agony uncle who has foisted bear pit television on the unsuspecting public, is to mend his broken heart in Barbados following the breakdown of his marriage.
Kyle, the tabloid newspapers inform us, will attempt to recover from his split with wife Carla Germaine through a lads' holiday.
It is hoped the sunshine will heal sores left by steamy allegations that his comely wife was bedded by a polo player.
It is the kind of tawdry tale of infidelity that has been the bedrock of this man's ghastly programme: a sordid, invasive, peep show where Kyle shouts morality at the toothless, drug-addled and love-bitten.
I hope, however, that when next Kyle, with two unsuccessful marriages behind him, bellows in their direction, they have the brainpower to ask: "Why the hell should we listen to you?" As for Kyle, who I truly believe has, through his on-screen antics, widened far more family rifts than he's healed... well, karma's a bitch.