It seems there is no end to Cheryl's bed-hopping, and name changing. Her one direction is the next bloke. I wonder who is next on the growing list of Mrs/Miss/Ms Cheryl-Cole-Tweedy-Fernandez-Versini-Payne [CCTFVP].
When CCTV dispensed with 'Tweedy', she hung on to 'Cole' for dear life, despite ejecting the oddly-behaved Ashley Cole. His name was seemingly more attractive than the bloke himself.
Jean-Bernard Fernandez-Versini had, in Cheryl's view, a name to die for, and so it was that they married somewhere-or-other. Thus, uPVC inflicted upon us the mouthful that further encouraged us all to simply refer to her (if we had to) as 'Cheryl'.
Rihanna, Beyonce, Madonna, Lorde, to name but a few, don't need a second name. Cheryl, on the other hand, is expecting us all to use a fucking Rolodex to contain her numerous entries.
Sadly not all of the One Direction chaps can find love as openly. H&L are obviously having to delay their public launch. I suspect they wish they could go back to their earlier days.
Oh well, I am sure they will come clean at some point. For now, I have enough to amuse myself with, as TCP snuggles up with Liam for lovey-dovey pics on social media.
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