RPM: Revelations Per Minute - Lily Allen won't take our calls...
Who wouldn't want a natter with a girl like Lily Allen?
A second generation celebrity who got chucked out of school for behind the bike sheds shenanigans that would make most parents' hair curl - but apprently made her's laugh - who is never afraid of a controversial gaff and has sold millions of records?
There's no denying that she gives good copy (just as, in school, there was apparently no denying that she gave good... *cough*... we'll leave that there, CityLifers).
So what do you do when Lily Allen won't talk to you? Even when you call from your Salvador Dali phone?
...You talk to James Morrison.
Hush that collective sigh! Hell, the housewives need us as much as our regular CityLife fashionistas; Take A Break and daytime shows with Pip Schofield can only sustain you for so long before the cabin fever grips and you find yourself lying on the floor with a brush in one hand and a tin of gloss in the other painting the skirting boards.
It's a scary thought, but it happens to the best of us.
The moral of this story? Lily Allen keeps you off the gloss paint. Or something like that...
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Published: Mon, 16 March, 2009
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