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That’s it. Anyone supporting this man is revolting to me. Anyone getting a cameo, laughing about this, is vile. This man is clearly a serial abuser, he’s an absolute pig, and this is not a laughing situation. He’s a master manipulator, a narcissist and likely a psychopath. This will not end well.

Hello,

I had a 3k PayPal Airbnb payment going out. I used my credit card via PayPal for the first instalment. The second instalment I was expecting to be the same. It didn’t work, so they tried to charge a current account without me knowing, they then couldn’t so they charged a balance.

I can’t pay the balance with my credit card. They’re now asking me to step up a payment agreement with them, which I refuse to do as I’m just trying to get a mortgage.

Any work arounds? This is pretty absurd. I don’t see why I can’t pay the balance which I only have because they wouldn’t contact me. The issue was the credit card number changed recently due to fraud.

Infuriating.

Quick one.

Our mortgage advisor said because it’s a leasehold property with an unknown or maybe deceased freeholder, the process is going to take longer as they need to find them then potentially any living relatives.

Our solicitor has just raised enquiries on the leasehold so I imagine this is what’s happened. (It’s 900 years no ground rent no service charge). I was wondering will this really take ages as the mortgage advisor said it would?

He made a big deal about a fight that would happen that obviously can’t - just wondering if we can check with the person what he told him

This is one of the most narcissistic self involved ignorant things I have ever listened to. She completely ignores any evidence, patronise everyone, and make everything about her and how she is a victim. And then it looks like Dina withdrew her consent because she’s not on it anymore and they reference her being on the end of it and she isn’t. This is fully turned me against Katie Price. I think she should be very embarrassed by that podcast and the way she is ignoring other women. She keeps saying I’m not stupid but honestly, I have never heard someone so stupid. She contradicts herself again and says she wishes Lee just told her that he had to travel ban. She can’t keep up with her own lies.

As per title, I used alphamino but I’m a little suspicious about it. It has COA from janoshik.

What’s some legit sources?

She’s going to do a bonus episode. Don’t know when. Don’t waste your time.

Hello,

Sorry to be direct. Previous supplier on 1mg I had bad constipation. For three or four weeks it did this. This vial was already reconstituted which I thought was untrustworthy and stopped.

My new vial from a different supplier was a whites powder that reconstituted very well. There’s a batch COA with the right website and details on. However now, no constipation if anything much more loose. First injection two days ago and it almost switched the day after I pinned.

Am I reading into it too much or could the second vial not be reta

Edit: should say first one also had COA from the same lab. But ultimately, you never know if what they’re sticking on the vial and the link to the lab is the same batch


I MAY not quite be at the gates of hell – but it certainly feels like it.
As the temperature gauge creeps up to a grim 42 degrees, dust peppering the windscreen, two electronic gates slowly open, and Katie Price and I are admitted into Dubai’s notorious Al Awir prison.
So begins just one of many exhausting days in the international hunt for conman Lee Andrews, a self-proclaimed “tycoon” currently serving time for fraud. (Not “spying” as he has apparently suggested).
In a nod to the UEA’s famously conservative dress code, the glamour model is covered up in gym leggings and a sensible top.
There is no disguising those pneumatic, recently bolstered double FFs however, and uniform-wearing male prison guards do not know quite where to look.
Utterly oblivious – after all, this is her third jail visit in as many days – indefatigable KP strides past the slightly incongruous topiary lawns, and through the spotless, air-conditioned prison reception, phone in one hand, vape in the other.
This is a woman on a mission. And I am here to help her.
She speaks to an officious-looking woman sitting behind a sterile white counter, and then taps out her errant husband’s case files into an automated machine.
Together, we have embarked upon an extraordinary trek through the UEA looking for “the world’s most hated man”.
A man who had, three weeks previously, scammed me out of a grand, before he conveniently went missing.
We both want answers.
Whilst millions of armchair detectives have been having their say – the hashtag #whereslee has gone viral – today Katie wants hers.
This, then, has unexpectedly become a global internet story.
But it is HER story.
Which is why, three hours after her penultimate prison visit – from where she spoke to Lee from half-a-mile away, over a barbed wire wall, on the phone – she is sitting opposite me today for her first newspaper interview since this firestorm started.
By the end of it, she concedes with a sigh, she is prepared to leave her marriage.
“This is real, this is real life; this is my life,” she says, speaking from a hotel suite at downtown Dubai’s Sofitel.
“It has been a tough few weeks, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve still stayed strong through it all, and I have a smile on my face.
“So, in this situation, I’m doing what I want to do, and I’m out here in Dubai, because I’m here to help Lee.
“Some people might not like my choices, but I’m not living for everyone else.
“I know people have been calling me stupid, I see all the trolling, I hear it. I am not stupid.
“Trust me, I am protected in every way. My card has been marked and I have been taking notes.
“There is no way he would mess with me, and in a way I feel protected because I have the nation looking out for me.
“I’m not a mug and when I finally see Lee, I am going to question him. And if the answers I get are not right, that will be it: I’ll be done.
“That’s it. And I’ll just get on with my life… and not find a man on Instagram and message him….”
Because a slide into AI-loving Lee Andrews’ Instagram was precisely how Katie embarked upon the latest chaotic chapter of the Pricey story.
That was back in January, and the couple married in Dubai just nine days later.
The relationship, it’s fair to suggest, has been not so much a whirlwind, more a tornado.
A flurry of damaging stories about the “multi-millionaire businessman” have emerged.
After swapping notes, Kate, 48, and I also discover Lee had been sending us identical screenshots, promising money in our respective bank accounts, at almost identical times.
None came.
It was at this point Katie was unable to put her head in the sand any longer.
Except, well, the sand is precisely where we headed as the desperate mum-of-five embarked on her quest for the truth.
It was also how I find myself undertaking “hostile training”, sharing my “identifiable body parts” (two scars behind my ears) and issuing a safe word (“banana”), because Emiratis, understandably, don’t like their country being brought into disrepute.
Both Katie – as wife to a dodgy man – and me – a journalist – were told we were at serious risk of detainment and arrest should we step out of line.


Whilst I go mute online, posting nothing, Katie seems somewhat less nervous, and it is pretty much business as usual.
Over the next few days, she is passed from pillar to post, though, as she tries to track him down. She refuses to give up.
She admits Lee has lied, and wants explanations. She cannot leave her marriage until she gets them.
On May 12th, for example, Lee concocted a painfully elaborate story about travelling back to the UK to join his wife on the Good Morning Britain sofa.
The truth, obviously, is that he has a travel ban.
She is rightly furious, it turns out, about being left stranded on that famous cream sofa, left to face Susanna Reid and Ed Balls alone.
”He has a travel ban, yes,” she nods. “He did eventually tell me.
“I said to him [after GMB], ‘you made me look like a d***’. Because he did.
“I said to him, ‘No one will bloody care if you’ve got a flight ban. It’s not a big deal’.
“‘The big deal is, you keep videoing, saying you’re at the airport, and you’re coming to England, and you don’t turn up.’
“He had done the research chat and everything, and then let me down the night before. Being professional as I am, I still turned up because at the end of the day, I’ve done nothing wrong.
“I really believed he was trying to get to England, he was telling me he was putting some stuff up for collateral to get around the ban.
“But yeah, I won’t stand for it.”
Armed with two case numbers, Katie is originally told she will need to pay £6,500 to the authorities who will then release Lee.
She goes armed to the courthouse with a credit card, and hope, and orders me to stay outside.
Instead she is told about a third case awaiting a court date, relating to property, and told £140,000 will need to be paid before he can be released.
Here, thankfully, she draws the line.
(Meanwhile, I have since ascertained that one of his charges allegedly relates to a bounced cheque).
Lee, who has spent the past fortnight in quarantine – “I thought that was only for animals!” – reckons he will be tried by a judge this week, and may be out within days. Unlikely.
On the eight-hour plane journey over, Katie, meanwhile, shows me her phone, and lets me read all their WhatsApps. She says she has nothing to hide.
It is evident that, for whatever reason, she loves this man, and is NOT a part of his latest fiasco. She truly is not.
In one message though, on Saturday May 21st, he texts her: “I will be out tomorrow babe, I love you.”
This, it transpires, is yet another lie.
Risking the wrath of Katie – and trust me, no-one wants that – I tell her: “I don’t like Lee. I think he’s a bad man, I think he’s a liar, a pathological liar, I think he’s a sociopath.
“I’m worried about you, I want you to get out of this marriage, and I want you to open your eyes and listen to what these women are saying.”
She takes it surprisingly well, and nods.
She admits her wider family cannot stand him, but initially tries to defend her errant husband.
These women’ include brave Alana Percival, his ex-fiancée (whom Lee proposed to identically to Katie just weeks previously) who has spoken vociferously about the hell he put her through.
She accuses him of psychological and physical abuse, amongst many other things, and currently has a case lodged against him with Hertfordshire police who have escalated it to Interpol.
Another woman, Crystal Janke, alleges he stole £123,000 from her.
He denies all allegations.
”He has never laid a finger on me,” she states emphatically.
“He has been kind to me, and treated me better than anyone. I love him, I am loyal, and I am not going to sit here slagging off my husband.
“I think some of these women are just bitter exes. They’ve done enough warning now, just leave it. I’m a big girl, I can look after myself.”
In March she was dropped as an Ambassador by Women’s Trust. It’s clear she is deeply hurt by the suggestion she has let down her sex.
When I suggest she may stand accused of ignoring and, worse, disbelieving women, if she does not act on all that she has seen and heard for herself over the past three weeks, she is defiant.
So I am thrilled to discover she spends her final full day in Dubai with Dina Taji, Lee’s ex-girlfriend of three-and-a-half years.
Dina allegedly had a torrid time at his hands, and he served time last October for forging her signature on a £200,000 mortgage.
I can reveal the pair spent six hours going through Dina’s phone and laptop, examining the evidence against Lee, of which there was a lot.
When I bump into Katie in the hotel lobby at 11.15pm that night, she is still processing what she has seen first-hand. She is shaken.
“My eyes have been opened,” she tells me, tired and emotionally drained. “I just need some time to think. I still cannot end things with Lee until I’ve spoken to him, but that was a lot.”
The pair’s resulting vodcast will run later this week.
And, I trust, one day the full Lee Files will emerge.
This being Katie, of course, 24 hours before going to print, she takes to Instagram, posting a photo of her wedding ring alongside the words: “I love @Leeandrews.”
It is impossible to keep up.
“I am not ignoring these women,” she clarifies. “I mean, I just met Dina, I have spoken to Alana.
“One day, who knows, if I’m not with Lee, I would meet up with them. Just for clarity.
“What’s the real shame about the Women’s Trust thing though is I really have been through domestic abuse.
“I was raped three times under the age of 16, I really have been in domestic abuse relationships.
“Mental abuse, physical abuse, coercive controlling, jealousy. I have lived and breathed that. I could help so many women, and I would still continue to do that.
“But right now, I’m sticking up for myself. He’s got a side of the story, so have these women.
“So I think it’s really unfair as well, just to listen to what these women are saying because there’s always two sides to every story.
“I cannot just walk away from my marriage without seeing him again. He is, surely, entitled to his say?”
He just has to get out of jail first.


I can’t cope anymore. She always acts like she’s actually so smart and ahead of the game. She’s being completely nuts.

She seems to have gone to Dubai knowing that he had lots of questions to answer and seeming like she was going to grill him, to then meeting up with Dina and I thought she was finally getting somewhere…

Then video deleted, she’s back celebrating her marriage to Lee, wearing her ring. (Also did anyone hear she actually meant to dedicate the song to her mum and changed it last second).

I’m wondering whether she thought she was going to pair up with Dina and finish with him but decided to go against it and not air it.

Or, whether Dina withdrew consent