No, I’m not kidding.

Peach-coloured toilet roll to match her complexion, and rose petals in the toilet bowl. One hundred-and-twenty designer bathroom towels also in peach. Ten highly specified designer floor lamps.

And that’s before we get to the insistence that the security team wear ‘neat dark sweaters’ and use metal detectors.

Bizarre.  And, by the way, she apparently boinked Bill Clinton too.

Streisand was dismayed when, just before her world tour in the US last year, writer Christopher Anderson released an unauthorised biography which included her apparently awe-inspiring sexual CV.

While the singer’s erotic allure has become something of a legend over the years (Warren Beatty and Steve McQueen are among her conquests), Anderson added a prince and a president to her admirers. . . .

Streisand is said to have spent a night at the White House while Hillary Clinton was in Arkansas tending to her dying father. (The President hosted a press conference the following day with scratch marks on his neck and face.)

That’s according to one of those trashy tell-all books, sure, but I’m not having a hard time believing it.