Robbie Williams called to tell me his marriage isn't working out and could I spare a few hours to discuss the problems over a few wee drinks? Well, what's a girl to do? WDC and I go a long way back, but Robbie and I have shared this amazing fantasy relationship in my head for a lot longer. Nothing for it but to slip into my fantasy size ten little black number, join Robbie in his private helicopter and head off to Paris to help him sort things out. As usual one thing led to another and by the time I got back I'd missed all the birthday celebrations. I'm not sure whether I saved Robbie's marriage, but my imagination had a good work out. Sometimes, being so popular amongst the rich and famous really interferes with my writing.
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