Why must people keep killing off poor, dear Kevin Bacon? The man is awesome. He’s Footloose. And very much alive. But he’s suffered yet another fake-death scare, with reports surfacing online that he’d died in a car crash in Australia. He is, in fact, not in the Land Down Under - nor dead - but hale and hearty, and in the US of A. “Kevin is on set in Atlanta and is just fine,” his rep assures us. Long live Bacon!

Colin Farrell will now live longer at least. He's not only kicked the booze problem, he's also quit the cigs as well. "It was time. I was a 40-cigarette-a-day smoker, admits Farrell, but I wasn't enjoying it. So, on my 34th birthday last year, I spent a day with a pack and consciously looked at every single puff until I smoked the last one at 11.55pm that night. I did a whole ritual thing by writing a letter to tobacco, giving it as much significance as I possibly could. I'm done with it." Good night sweet tobacco.

Compulsive tweeter Ashton Kutcher has just tweeted his well wishes to fellow cast member Jon Cryer on his Emmy nod. Ashton has of course just joined Cryer on Two and a Half Men in place of the ongoing trainwreck that is Charlie Sheen. “Congratulations to my co-star Jon Cryer on his Emmy nomination for Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy,” tweeted Kutcher. I have to wonder, though: how Ashton’s holding up now that the Bieb’s passed 11 million Twitter followers (and he’s, um, languishing on 7 mill)?

Celeb baby-naming has always produced some horrifying results - Dweezil Zapper and Zowie Bowie spring to mind (oh, and Peaches Yates-Geldof). And it’s under renewed scrutiny with Mariah Carey’s, um, interesting monikers for her twins (Moroccan and Monroe), the Beckhams’ choice of Harper Seven for their new little girl, and Miranda Kerr and Orlando Bloom’s decision to name their child after one of her exes. And then there’s Kate Hudson’s new sprog, Bingham. I can’t help thinking of a combination of Microsoft’s flailing search engine and Jane Austen. Why saddle an innocent child with that?

Much as I love you, dear readers, I’m afraid I have to inflict some Kim Kardashian on you. Really, I couldn’t keep this to myself. KK is, by all accounts, preparing for her wedding as if she were the reincarnation of Queen Victoria. But, best of all, her mother’s gearing up for her daughter’s wedding by … having a facelift. Would that I were joking. "She looks amazing. They say you are supposed to have a lot of swelling for a week or so after, but I didn't notice,” says another of her offspring, Khloe.

If I lived in JK Rowling's childhood home, I think I'd hang onto it for another 10 years or so - just long enough until the real Harry Potter die-hards are old enough to be earning decent salaries. But, as it happens, that house is up for sale now. And given the age of most Potter maniacs, you might be able to snap it up for a relative steal. The property - Church Cottage, in Tutshill, England - is currently listed at £400 000 (just over R4.4-million), and features a graffito carved into the windowsill by Rowling herself, which reads: "Joanne Rowling slept here circa 1982."

I can’t say that it even vaguely surprised me that the whole Renee Zellweger and Bradley Cooper thing didn’t work out. Seriously, in what universe was that ever a good idea? But, happily, she appears to have moved on to a rather more likely prospect, John Stamos of Full House fame! The two were spotted on a Disneyland date. “[They] were having a great time laughing and dancing as they walked from one ride to another. [They] looked really close and both very happy,” claimed an onlooker. Here’s hoping!