Amy Winehouse: Re-devoted wife, lifeguard, group sex enthusiast
Amy Winehouse’s schizophrenia has kicked back in, and she’s no longer trashing husband Blake Fielder-Civil who filed for divorce after she very publicly had a relationship with “actor” Josh Bowman in St. Lucia. Amy’s still on the island where The Sun caught up with her for an interview. Here’s the crazy Amy spewed when she wasn’t busy trying to figure out how much bourbon equals one crack rock:
On Blake filing for divorce:
“I still love my Blake. I won’t let him divorce me. He’s still in jail but the moment he comes out I’ll be there waiting for him. I love him because he’s just like me. Blake is the male version of me. We’re perfect for each other. I don’t want to go back home to England. I want to wait for Blake here.”
On Josh Bowman:
She said her recent widely publicised fling with rugby hunk holidaymaker Josh Bowman, 21, was just “having some fun” and she “wants Blake and nobody else. Josh was lovely. But it was a holiday thing. I’ve got my Blake.
On banging other dudes:
“While Blake is in jail I’m still gonna have a good time — he can’t do much about it. But once he comes out we’ll be together again. There’s some nice lads here, I am just having fun. I don’t want anybody else because I’ve got my Blake.”
On quitting drugs but still drinking her face off:
“I am not doing drugs and am doing lots of fitness. I’ve started writing songs. I feel great — apart from today. I feel like s**t after a late one last night.”
On rescuing a woman on the beach:
“I thought she was going to drown. All of a sudden she just fell off the boat and was thrown by the sea on to some rocks. I ran down and grabbed her and helped her back to the beach but she was covered in scratches. I might get myself a job as a lifeguard here!”
On constantly hitting up guests for threesomes:
The male guest, who asked not to be named, told me: “As soon as we arrived at the resort Amy was all over my girlfriend. She was telling her, ‘You’re gorgeous. I’d love to **** you. Bring your boyfriend, he can watch’. She was quite clear what she wanted, she was saying, ‘You two can spend the night in my room’. If she had been at all good looking we might have done it.”
Jesus. How do you not stay married to that? You know who would love this story? Children. Get me Disney on the line. Tell them this time I have winner, and it’s way better than my last pitch about the stripper who stole my wallet then got eaten by a reggae-singing bear. – – Okay, almost better.