Private Moments With Harry Kewell And Sheree Murphy
“WHAT’s stopped you thrusting yourselves into the limelight, like the Beckhams?”
That question to Sheree Murphy and occasional Liverpool footballer Harry Kewell, who features on the front cover of OK! magazine.
“It’s their decision,” says Sheree, who says that she and her footballer got loads of offers but Harry “stayed private”.
Liverpool fans may well nod. They’ve seen little of Harry Kewell in this time at the club, and rumours abound that he not so much shuns the limelight as the light itself.
But here is Harry, at home in his wooden kitchen, with son Taylor dangling round his neck, daughter Ruby sat on the granite worktop and newborn baby Matilda in Sheree’s arms, which stay quite thin (“a lot of it was water”).
These are private moments with the Kewells.
Come in, shut the door behind you, and listen as Sheree, dressed in a Chloe top and True Religion jeans, tells us about being induced, gas and air, and Harry squeezing her hand so much , it was like the movies.”
Which movies Sheree does not say, but at a push, we’d guess Who’s Harry Crumb, Spice World and Blue Velvet…
May 7th, 2008 at 6:29 pm
I was wondering why I had never heard of Harry Kewell.
Thank you for rescuing him from the dark forces which conspired against anyone ever having heard of him.
Is this going to be a regular Anorak feature?
Because I’m pretty sure that there must be a lot of people that I have never heard of who need to be rescued from oblivion…
M and A
Chenier
You actually do know someone who knows one of his ex’s…
May 7th, 2008 at 7:01 pm
Because I’m pretty sure that there must be a lot of people that I have never heard of who need to be rescued from oblivion…
Here! Here! says Smudd
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In the same vein, might Anorak in the near future consider denying the oxygen of publicity to established non-entities such as Vicktoreeeah&Day-vid Greedham, Kerry-Ke -Kan’t-oh-nah, Cherdonna and Anthea Turner? I’ll get me tarpaulin…
May 7th, 2008 at 7:21 pm
It’s even better, because I know EXACTLY who this Antipodean player is, him and his graceful mate Viduka striding our hallowed turf, and not calling the game “soccer” anymore (bloody colonials, they call their native version of Gaelic Football “Football”).
Still, had to chortle to self at the references to how little Liverpool fans see him, I forgot that he was still even under contract with htem, he’s from the Baros era. Excellent satire, and yes, Anorak, OK really are scraping the bottom of the old barrel with Harry “Un” Kewell
May 7th, 2008 at 7:45 pm
M and A
Chenier
You actually do know someone who knows one of his ex’s…
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Ok!
And to think that up till now the closest I ever got to knowing someone famous was knowing someone who knew someone who knew JFK.
Well, that and skewering Omar Sharif with my stilettos at Deauville Racecourse, which doesn’t really count because I was avoiding a horse at the time…
May 7th, 2008 at 10:55 pm
You skewered Sharif, Chenier? That man has lovely eyes.
May 8th, 2008 at 11:27 pm
3 Petronius Says:
(bloody colonials, they call their native version of Gaelic Football “Football”).
Er, no they don’t, it’s footie. Never did I ever hear anyone refer to Aussie Rules as ‘football’