Poor Natasha Bedingfield.
She bumped into Robbie Williams in an LA
record shop (completely by chance, you understand) and Robbie asked
what hotel she was staying at and promised to call her...
Then he never did! The heartbreaking cad.
This was some time ago (or more likely, this never happened) but Natasha has a career to pump some air into, so she has chosen to reveal her heartbreak now, the poor heartbroken lamb.
Despite the fact the Joke from Stoke made his intentions quite clear at the time, Natasha has hidden her dignity under the bed for the forseeable future and is intent of wringing every last drop of publicity out of the chance encounter with a much bigger star.
"I still think Robbie is attractive. I'd love to duet with him.”
Well Natasha, I think Halle Berry is attractive, but if I asked her for an autograph I wouldn’t expect her to install me as her next leading man.
Forget him Natasha, blood is thicker than water...