How we all snorted and laughed when N-Dubz first arrived on the pop scene. Early videos of the group looked and sounded like a hilarious satire on hip-hop. The clothes, the music defied belief. We howled with laughter like the blithering know-nothing clowns we really are.
Of course N-Dubz went on to make a hatful of huge pop-smashes and showed something beneath that grisly veneer that suggests that they actually know what they’re doing and not in fact another stupid scally outfit designed to fill the brief Rockports of East 17 and Dane Bowels.
Naturally, when you get famous, people want a piece of you and, in the case of Tulisa from N-Dubz, they go as far as actually stealing stuff from your house.
Thanks to the TV show that the group have been involved in called Being… N-Dubz, criminals have been able to check out Tulisa’s house just enough to know where it was and presumably, what booty lay in store for them. Of course, booty in this case is akin to pirate treasure as opposed to Tulisa’s back-end.
Tulisa is now furious with her manager who approved the footage that was aired and is invariably giving him immense earache. You can decide whether that’s a reference to her occasional strops seen on TV or whether I mean her singing voice.
Manager Jonathan Shalit is now being asked to pay for CCTV to be installed at her house out of his own pocket. Don’t worry Mr Manager Man, you can dip into the band’s kitty when they’re on tour or, if worst comes to worst, you can sell incriminating CCTV footage to the papers if it all goes belly up.
But first, he’ll have to get past the guard that Tulisa is now demanding at her ?550,000 house in Watford, Herts. They have houses that expensive in Watford? Really? I’ve been. It’s rubbish.
A pal said:
“As far as Tulisa’s concerned it is her manager’s fault that thieves broke in and tried to nick a plasma TV. She has been ranting about how she wants to sack him.”
Failing that, Dappy can send a few abusive text messages to him threatening to kill his face off or something.