Sinead O'Connor is a brilliantly mental person to have about the place isn't she? Rallying against The Pope, becoming a priest, being a Rastafarian and, most lately, asking people on Twitter to come 'round her house and bum her.
Seriously. Did you miss all that? Good ol' Sinead was demanding a parade of young studs to enter her house, via the backdoor. It was marvellous, it really was very special.
And now, to cap off a wonderful few months back on the radar, she hasn't done something stupid like release a record, but rather, buggered off to Las Vegas with a fella and done a drive-thru wedding. Fantastic. Just brilliant.
Sinead had it all planned out. She was to tie the knot on her 45th birthday with fiancé Barry Herridge. Best bit of the ceremony?
The singer said "I do" while sitting in the back of a pink Cadillac.
A source with prying eyes and a gob for money, said:
"It wasn't a traditional dress, but it wasn't a traditional wedding either."
"She cried during the vows and had to wipe her eyes."
God. It's almost like being there in person isn't it? Note the emotive 'had to wipe her eyes'. This really is frontline reporting at its very, very best.
Anyway, to cap it all off, after the ten minute ceremony (that's how you do it! Straight in, straight out) O'Connor and her new husband (we're legally obliged to write 'hubbie' in this article at least once) in his dark jacket and pink shirt, lit candles as employees of the chapel sang "Happy Birthday" to the bride.
Hubbie.
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