Funny how rumours spread sometimes.

Like that old chestnut about Blockbusters presenter Bob Holness playing the saxophone solo on Baker Street. Or that extra zany one that started a few years back – you know, that stuff about someone creating the Earth in seven days or some such nonsense.

People love rumours. And they love smearing them around. In Neanderthal days they used to do this around the campfire – sniggering to each other abou thow Zog from Cave 13 had been caught with his winky in a mountain goat. Nowadays, however, such slander is tossed around via the medium of the Internet.

The internet is officially the greatest gossip mill in the world, churning out half-truths and downright lies like a politician’s consciousness. And yesterday it proved itself even further.

Yesterday the internet said that Peter Andre was dead.