We’re not sure what to think about this latest story from The Daily Shite Mail, which has a tendency to just make shit up on a slow news day:

Kate Moss’s [sic] friends and family are devastated after learning she has run back into the arms of Pete Doherty. The supermodel has been secretly staying with the drug-addicted singer at Claridge’s.

The Daily Mail has learned that the pair have been living it up in a 1,500-a-night suite at the Mayfair hotel for the past five days.

Actually, Pete’s spent a good chunk of that time rocking out on stage, appearing in public with another supermodel, and spending over 24 hours in jail. The other model could have simply been a decoy, but that would require advance thinking on Pete’s part. But whatever.

“[Kate] eventually called him [from Spain] one evening and [sic] since that conversation [sic] they have been continually on the phone. Kate has been like a moth to the flame.

“When she got back to Britain, they met up at the hotel. He cried and she cried. She said to him she had been avoiding him because she had promised everyone from her managers to her mother that she would.

“She told him, ‘It’s not me. It’s just what they all made me do’.”

During a late-night heart-to-heart at Claridge’s, Miss Moss told Doherty she was “miserable without him and desperately happy with him”. [sic]

Yeah, you know what? We think we need a break from these two reprobates. See you tomorrow, Pete.

UPDATE: As if we could forget about Pete for more than an hour . . . it seems that the bloke is a terrible pussy owner:

Drug addict rocker Pete Doherty’s cat has been rescued by vets after eating cocaine, according to reports.

According to British newspaper the Daily Star, the newborn kitten – recently born to Doherty’s adult cat Dinger – was rushed to a clinic after falling ill. Tests found it had ingested the drug.

Thanx to Atoz for the kitty patrol.