Danny Jones' wife Georgia snubs him AGAIN as couple haven't been seen together in a month – after Maura Higgins kiss
DANNY Jones' wife Georgia has snubbed him AGAIN, as it's revealed the couple haven't been seen together in a month.
McFly star, 39, has been laying low following his "drunken kiss" with Maura Higgins, 34, at the Brit Awards.
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In her latest Instagram post, Georgia - who briefly moved out of the family home following the kiss scandal - spoke about her "life lately"
However, she failed to mention her husband of over ten years in the post.
In Georgia's Instagram update, she shared a series of recent photos with the couple's son Cooper, 6, but Danny was nowhere to be seen.
She captioned the post with: "Life lately… Friends, family, filming, fresh air and fun… lots of lovely fun."
Sources today have also claimed that despite trying to move on with the lives, Danny and Georgia are like "passing ships in the night" at home.
A source told the MailOnline: 'Danny and Georgia have been trying to navigate a very difficult time in their marriage and for the best part they have been taking each day as it comes.
"They may be living under the same roof, but they barely see each other and right now are like passing ships.
"Danny is preparing for his summer gigs with McFly, and Georgia has been attending influencer events and collaborating with brands, all while looking after son, Cooper, who regularly features on her Instagram profile.
"But when they're not working, Danny is out on his motorbike or exercising in the gym, and Georgia is either on her own or spending time with family and girlfriends.
"They haven't actually been publicly seen together for six weeks and behind the scenes, their relationship is anything but normal."
I'm A Celebrity's Danny Jones filmed having 'drunken kiss' with Maura Higgins at Brit Awards party
This isn't the first time that Georgia has snubbed Danny.
Since the kiss she has shared several updates on "family life" without him.
THE KISS FALL OUT
Danny and his wife Georgia are now trying to move on with their lives following the fall out.
Everything kicked off at the beginning of the month when Danny was caught on camera sharing a kiss with his I'm A Celeb co-star Maura.
They were spotted having a brief smooch at a Brit Awards after party at the beginning of the month.
Danny issued a public apology to Georgia and his family, saying: 'I love them so much.'
In an Instagram Stories post, he wrote: "Sorry it's taken me a while to post this but I've taken some time out to be with those closest to me.
"I want to deeply apologise to my wife and family for putting them in this situation.
"I love them so much and we'll continue to deal with this privately."
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