Good news for those of you who wish to get within touching distance of the infamous Winehouse beehive, but don't fancy eating a knuckle sandwich for your troubles as that Glasto reveller did on Saturday: the chanteuse is to have her ever-frail physique immortalised in wax at Madam Tussauds. Amy will tread where our erstwhile PM remains persona non grata, and will likely be a popular draw, not to mention a disturbingly realistic one: we suspect that the waxy palour her doppelganger will sport may be perfect for her drugs-ravaged visage.