It's Big Sis in the world's eighth largest mosque!
That's a Muslim square. Which is also what Lisa uses to clean up after Amelie.
Anyhoo, Big Sis has been in Abu Dhabi this week selling sand to the Arabs. Details are a little sketchy at the moment (I can't get Al Jazeera on Freeview), but apparently the hotel was so empty that she was surrounded at all times by fifteen staff members with flannels offering her dates. Which makes a change because it's usually her dates giving her flannel.
As you can see from the picture above, she's taken to Islam like a duck to holy water, so it's only a matter of time before she's down at Finsbury Park with Captain Hook. But despite that, Sis hasn't completely turned her back on her Christian roots. According to the exclusive e-mail I received this morning, "a guy from Jerusalem gave me a lift one day and told me he is linked to the royal family in Jordan". That's what I call being raised up by the King of Kings. Either that, or it was Peter Andre. Mind you, if it really had been Jesus, he wouldn't have given her a lift, he'd have told her to pick up her bed and walk.
Anyway, the good news is she's home now. Before leaving for St Lucia on Friday. She's just got time to get the headscarf in the wash and pack a couple of thongs.