Michael Jackson breathed a heavy sigh of relief recently when he managed to hang on to his
Neverland Ranch in the face of repossession action. He is naturally attached to the place, though if walls could talk the ones in Neverland would probably be running away shrieking in horror and holding their skirting boards in front of their faces. If they had faces. Or legs.
But how on earth did Michael, who is rumoured to be almost penniless following a decade of heavy shopping, legal bills and paying off irate parents, afford to keep the bailiffs at arms length?
Did he have a secret pot of cash hidden away for a rainy day? Prince Michael's college fund, perhaps?
Well, no. The money was provided at the last minute by a group called Colony Capital, who donated it to the star out of the goodness of their hearts. Or maybe because they also happen to own the Las Vegas Hilton, with it's fine stage which is just ripe for expensive concerts.
So Jackson gets to keep his house but will probably never be able to set foot in it again. Having whored himself out to the money men he'll probably be doing two shows a day (plus a matinee on Wednesday) until the debt is paid off. Expect to see his frail, dusty and skeletal form still attempting to moonwalk as his limbs fall off sometime in 2040.