This is life.' They live with their mother in Kent, dress identically, and both had boob jobs last year. In his defence, I should say he was punctual and sober both times I met him.Īnyway, he is now engaged - 'on the record,' he tells me, which means it has been announced in Hello! - to 25-year-old Gabriela who, with her twin sister Monica, forms the Cheeky Girls, renowned for their 2002 hit 'The Cheeky Song' - 'Don't be shy. She accused him of being drunk, unpunctual, disorganised, immature and paranoid about money. Siân Lloyd was so miffed she wrote an autobiography, A Funny Kind of Love, whose main purpose seems to have been demolishing love-rat Lembit. He'd met her on Five's All Star Talent Show where he played harmonica and she did ballet. But the relationship seems to have soured by 2006 when they appeared together on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? and he snapped at her: 'Don't touch me'.Īnyway, she dumped him in late October 2006 (he complains to the PCC whenever newspapers say he dumped her) and he went out with the Romanian Cheeky Girl Gabriela Irimia the very next day. He was officially engaged to Siân Lloyd, the Welsh weather presenter, for two years, and went out with her for four, but they never got round to fixing a date, though they got as far as scouting wedding locations. So much for the CV, but it's his love life that enthrals. For many years, he was Lib Dem spokesman for Northern Ireland - 'I caused no trouble and actually made an active contribution to the peace process' - but Nick Clegg switched him to housing, which he thinks is a promotion. Paddy Ashdown persuaded him to join the Lib Dems and in 1997 he became MP for Montgomeryshire. He then worked in Newcastle for many years, as human resources manager for Procter & Gamble, and won a seat on the local council. He studied philosophy at the University of Bristol and became president of the students' union. Born in Bangor, Lembit was raised in Belfast, Northern Ireland, and spoke only Estonian until he went to school. His son, Uno Opik, Lembit's father, became a research physicist at Queen's University, Belfast. Opik got the asteroid bug from his grandfather, a famous Estonian astronomer who fled to Northern Ireland at the end of the Second World War and worked at Armagh Observatory. 'Well, these things happen very rarely but when they do, they wipe out, say, seven-tenths of life on Earth.' ![]() Really? But loads of people have won the National Lottery and nobody's been killed by an asteroid. You are 750 times more likely to die as a result of an asteroid impact than to win the National Lottery.' In the time it takes someone to read this article, probably about 300 kilograms of space rock will hit the Earth. We get hit by 50,000 tonnes of space rock every year. He famously believes that the Earth will be hit by an asteroid soon. His big hobby is flying - he has a private pilot's licence - and he courted his Cheeky Girl fiancée by taking her to the Science Museum on their first date. He confides, unnecessarily, that he is 'a bit of an anorak'. 'I'm an accommodating kind of person, a bit like Zelig,' he explains, 'and I'm keen to affiliate.' I'm puzzled that he speaks with a Liverpool accent, but he says it's because he's been spending time with Liverpool friends and he switches accent all the time. He says he loves this part of Wales because it reminds him of where he grew up in Northern Ireland. But he said that was fine because he'd had a sandwich before I arrived.Įn route to the pub, he kept stopping to chat to old ladies, asking about their hip replacements, being a good constituency MP. 'Perhaps I could buy you lunch?' I gasped weakly and he led me to a pub where the choice of lunch was crisps or nuts. (He appears in Hello! virtually every issue.) The second time I met him, in his constituency office in Newtown, mid-Wales, I arrived at 12.30 after a four-hour train journey and he sat me down to talk without offering me so much as a glass of water. The first time I met Lembit Opik, at his office in Westminster, he started well by saying he liked The Observer, then immediately spoiled the effect by launching into a paean of praise to Hello! magazine and its fine reporting skills.
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