Oh time, what a great leveller you are. Eventually, we all die. Before that we all get ugly. Debbie Mcghee used to be reasonably attractive. twenty five years on, she looks like a Barbie who was owned by a small girl in a suburb of Chernobyl. Paul, in contrast, has always had an unfortunate face. He never felt the dizzying highs, so he doesn't suffer the crushing lows.
Plus, Paul Daniels can do magic and everyone knows girls love that shit. There is no more potent pulling suit than a dinner jacket, top hat, white gloves and wand. In fact, there's every possibility that Paul is sawing your girlfriend in half right now, if you know what I mean*. Debbie, on the other hand, used to stand around being lovely and now she can't even do that.
Oh, and Paul Daniels is excessively rich. I had one of his magic kits as a child, so I am personally responsible for adding a few pounds to his already well lined pockets.
Consequently, Debbie Mcghee, I pronounce that you are punching above your weight.
*I mean having sex.