As Cheryl Cole went out to dinner at MoFo on Park Lane, Friday, along with Kimberley Walsh, Nicola Roberts, and her mother - the one who really liked Ashley Cole, the paparazzi pounced.
Despite the cold, hard as nails Geordie lass, wor Chezza, strode manfully from her chauffeur driven vehicle, a few yards across the pavement to the restaurant entrance, pausing briefly for the snappers with a Big Issue seller, to demonstrate that she still has the common touch.
The fact that the divine Cheryl was wearing a strapless powder blue jumpsuit, and glittery heels, made it simply too good an opportunity for the snappers to miss.
It was only when one photographer, Stanley Ogden, from Skoob Entertainment News, reviewed his snaps that he noticed, there among some tiny folds of skin in Cheryl's divine armpit, was a perfect likeness of the face of pop music/X-Factor/media mogul/tycoon, Simon Cowell.
Oggy, as we here at SEN call him, told us:
"I wuz gobsmacked an' that when I seen Simon Cowell's face nuzzled right up there in Chezza's armpit. Admittedly, it helps to clarify the image when you down half a dozen cans of Special Brew and screw your eyes up, like. But it's definitely Simon Cowell."
When we explained this development to SEN supremo, Buffty Ginslinger, he simply uttered: "Bollocks!"
Oggy, meanwhile, is sticking to his guns.
More as we get it.