By Diana Wichtel In Commentary

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17th April, 2010
Half past three in the morning. The supposedly direct line to Sharon Osbourne's suite leads me a merry dance around London's Dorchester Hotel. Nothing but the best for Shaz. Finally: "She's running very late. Could you phone back in half an hour?" Plenty of time, then, to contemplate questions raised by the implacable rise of Sharon Osbourne. Such as "How?" And "For the love of God, why?" The facts are easy enough. She is the wife of Ozzy Osbourne, sometime lead singer of Black Sabbath and self-styled Prince of Darkness. To a new generation, he's the amiable, quaking wreck who made the ...

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