Model’s stolen card surgery
AN aspiring model who used stolen credit cards to pay for plastic surgery is facing jail.
Faileigh Cooper, 23, splashed £6,850 on liposuction and lip enhancements in a bid to bolster her career.
Southwark Crown Court heard £5,250 came from stolen card details she was given by a man she met in a nightclub, but knew only as ‘Aaron’.
The former House of Fraser and
model was convicted by a jury of four counts of fraud after a five day trial.
Cooper, of Battersea, south west London, who said she ‘dreamed of being a model’, denied the charges.
She will be sentenced on May 18. Australian Navy clearance diver, is one of the lucky ones. A natural swimmer, he joined the Army as one of his country’s elite military men.
He took up a post as a Navy clearance diver which led to him coming face-toface with his greatest fear – a shark!
Wen he was attacked by a bull shark – dubbed the pitbull of the sea – while on a routine exercise in Sydney Harbour in 2009, he fought back.
Drawing on all his training and the fighter inside him, he went blowfor-blow with the beast and lived to tell the tale.
Despite losing an arm and a leg in the vicious attack, Paul fought his way back to fitness and now manages to surf, skydive and swim.
And the 35-year-old describes his battle with the bull shark in his book, No Time For Fear. I SLIPPED over the side into the water and had just started swimming out towards the bow of the ship when it happened.
I was on my back in my regulation navy antistinger wetsuit kicking my legs, about 50 metres from the wharf, wondering idly whether in a shark attack it’d be better to have your arms crossed over your chest or down in the water.
There’d already been a record five attacks in Australia in the previous several weeks and the papers were full of them.
I then looked over my left shoulder to make sure I was heading in the right direction.
I hadn’t even begun to turn back when I felt an almighty whack on the leg.
I looked down and saw the huge grey head of a bull shark and the upper row of its teeth across my leg. Its lip was pulled back and its mouth looked f**king enormous. I could see the teeth in my leg, its gums and one glittering black eye. As soon as I recovered from the shock and realised what I was looking at, I started fighting for my life.
I tried to lift my right arm to jab it in the eye, knowing that would be its softest, most vulnerable part. But I couldn’t seem to move my arm.
It was pinned down by my side – I hadn’t realised my hand was also in its mouth. I tried to stab it in the eyeball with my other hand but I was still 15 centimetres away. Instead, I tried to push its nose, but my hand just slid off it. It was like pushing on a slippery concrete wall.
I pulled back my left arm and punched the shark as hard as I could on the nose. It didn’t make much difference.
The fish was about three metres long, probably weighed 200–300 kilos and
BIONIC MAN: Paul de Gelder