When you wake up on a grey, drizzly Monday morning, falling over piles of dirty washing as you scramble to the shower, wait for five minutes in your pants for the water to heat up, squinting lifelessly into the mirror at your own sunken visage, throw on the same old, tired clothes and trudge through a squall to force your way onto an impossibly overcrowded bus, all without earning a penny, what you really want to hear about is people who are really, really rich.
Fear not, however, for I don't wish to bring your Monday evening crashing down in such a fashion. Instead, I'm going to discuss Britain's richest women. The sisters who are doing it for themselves, raking in the cash instead of waiting for a sugar daddy to come along and impregnate them. And who is top of the pile of these upwardly mobile, business-savvy Suffragettes? I'll tell you who.
Kirsty Bertarelli is the richest woman in Britain.
How did this battle-hardened warrior for equality fight her way through the bigotry and double standards of a male-dominated business world? Um... she married a pharmaceutical billionaire, had some babies, and throws fancy parties. Good for her. Be sure to recall her vast wealth - it's £5.7 billion, by the way - and particularly how little she's done to earn it, next time your face is pressed against the front door of a bus as you venture forth to earn £12 an hour.
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