And so, 2008 seems to be shaping up nicely to be the year when the chips that were stockpiled during the heady days of ye olde 2007 are cashed and the confetti falls where it may. And rain down it did in the early hours of this morning in Beverly Hills when an image some have been expecting for some time came to fruition and an ambulance pulled up outside Spears' house.
Quite what happened is a tangled web. It appears Spears first refused to allow the court appointed monitor into her house to supervise her visit with her children, then refused to hand the children back to Blake Federline - er, Kevin Fielding-Civil-Court-Order, oh, whatever. On top of that, Britney was then carted off to hospital for a drugs test where she was found to be under the influence of "an unknown substance" (those celebrities, they're always one step ahead of the game, aren't they?)
To be honest, I haven't felt this depressed since, well, last night when I was watching the BBC's contribution to the education of the populace, The Most Annoying People of 2007 (sample quote: "Even with a tag on, she still looks hot.") God knows celebrities have always behaved badly but has it always been quite this morbid? Goodness, the two Coreys in the 80s look downright wholesome compared to the Beverly Hills Trainspotting wreck we now got going on. We were all shocked when River Phoenix died - now we're just shocked that Britney Spears is still alive. And with her sister Jamie Lynn looking even more of a prodigy than her sister, sprigging up at 16 compared to her sister's matronly 24, things look set to get that little bit more fun. Come on, Amy, keep up the British end of things. Happy new year, everyone.
