I know what you mean. BUt this is the Daily Mail, and they print apparently uncoerced revelations every single day from people who have a jaw-droppingly low level of dignity and privacy. Mouse around a little at the site and you'll see what I mean.
It's odd. We used to think of the Brits as people who had a remarkable degree of reserve. (I did, anyhow.)
Now it seems as if the most demeaning confessions of weak-mindedness, base selfishness and makeshift midget-morality are passed off almost with a shrug: "I had the worst weekend: lost my left earring, chipped my fingernail, and aborted my boyfriend's baby while my husband thought I was taking a long lunch. Grocer was out of fresh pineapple, too. Cor."
Fair points.