

Sharon was a very high-maintenance (aka, difficult to deal with) swimmer. When we were going through the Trials for the Europeans we would have a staff meeting each evening to review the qualifiers from that day. The first thing on the agenda each evening was, 'Has 'she' qualified?' and 'Who is going to deal with her?' The night she qualified there was an aura of fear around the table. 'Give her to me,' I said, 'She's fine.' And she was; the most skilled and professional swimmer I had ever encountered; I count her as a friend and I know she's been though some pretty harrowing times. I think she does her 'image' no good at all with the pin-up photos but I guess she knows what she's doing as she's survived in the pretty hard world of media exposure.


... and then another item saying a turkey had used bad language in Parliament. Well, that's what I thought it said and I connected the two stories and thought Sharon had transmogrified, donned her team mascot uniform and toddled off to Westminister to let rip with her opinion in words which offended the Right Honorable members.
Hilary eat your heart out.
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