Don’t mess with Lord Sugar is the message being put out here and today he had some choice words to say about Ms English’s precipitous fall.
“I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. Now if you don’t mind, I want my pound of flesh from English by next Tuesday.”
Alas the English rose hath been tarnished by the bitter after taste of Sugar.
