Jack Tweed's grief leads him to party all night long

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Saturday, 8 August 2009

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To help him forget.

He's been called all sorts from Tweed the Twat to Goody Grabber but Jack Tweed says it's not his fault that he has been caught having flings so soon after Jade's death, he blame the parties.

In his most candid interview yet, the 22-year-old widower poured out his heart to me.

Jack fought back tears as he admitted his guilt over his wild behaviour, not long after losing his wife to cancer.

Just this week six girls and a Labrador pup called Stacey were pictured leaving his Essex home in the early hours. But Jack puts it all down to too much drinking and partying all night long.

As I put a comforting arm around him, Jack confessed: "It it all so stupid and I regret it. I need help. I found that after Jade's death if I went out and got slaughtered with my mates and had a really fantastic night out it just made me feel so much better. However I am aware how bad it must look. Trust me if I had the power to bring Jade back I would almost certainly consider it.

"When you drink everything instantly becomes OK. When I think about Jade it makes me feel uncomfortable and the alcohol helps me forget. It allows me to move on with my life"

Jack stuck to alcohol-free beer as we watched the afternoon performance of 'The Vagina Monologues' at Bromley's Churchill theatre. However that evening he was back on the booze with his mates at The Dogstar in Brixton, South London. I last saw him just after midnight bundling two bare breasted young women into the back seat of his Alfa Romeo. It is such a shame that he needs to drink so much and party so hard to block out the painful memories of his past.

Tweed admitted to me: "I get drunk and girls always seem to be around me in clubs, I don't know why. I end up taking people back to mine for cheap sex. I regret it and one day I may need to get help. However I don't believe the time is right at the moment. I feel there is so much more grieving to be done."

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