Earlier this week, Justin was photographed holding the hand of his on-screen love interest Alisha Wainwright while enjoying down time in New Orleans, where they are shooting the movie Palmer. The pair were hanging out on the balcony of a bar, where, presumably unaware they were being watched, they got a little touchy feely under a table when she placed her hand on his knee and, at one point, they interlinked fingers.
Think about it. But holding hands is intimate, a simple gesture that presents a giant leap towards showing an emotional connection to that person. His eyes look glazed, his head slumps forward and his movements are slow.
By contrast, Alisha seems very alert and, by my, ahem, expert assessment, her body language towards him seems friendly, rather than intimate. Too late, dear. Treat their charges as an irrelevance and they could jump up and bite you. Is this the price of loyalty? To be hung up on, ignored and blocked?
Why indeed. IT was his adviser Amanda Thirsk β now sidelined β who persuaded him to do it. It was his ex-wife Sarah Ferguson. It was his daughter Beatrice.
It was the tea-lady who brings him his afternoon fruit sconeβ¦ Enough already. Arrogant and out of touch, he thought he could control the narrative and it backfired spectacularly. And his decision to take part in this TV interview has inflamed, rather than dampened, that feeling. To get a real insight into who you plan to vote for and how good β or otherwise β they are, look no further than BBC bulldog Andrew Neil putting each of them through their paces in the run-up to the election.
