Model’s stolen card surgery

Midweek Sport - - NEWS - By JON LIVESEY

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

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