It's Rumpy Pumpy's Flying Circus!/June 28th 2011.

Richie - I'm just back from a weekend at the vile Marxist love-fest Glasto where myself and Mrs Bob slummed it in a tent along with 200k others. Mrs Bob spent most of the weekend in the love field threading flowers into her hair and dancing half naked round pagan maypoles while old Wob managed to elbow his way to the front of the crowd on Sunday night to shake his tail feather at the wonderful Beyonce! Rather surprisingly, Rich, we met quite a few of your fans as we paddled in the mud. One chap said he agreed with your damning indictments of baby-eating union leaders like Bob Crow. "Littlejohn is bang on the money mate" he said. "Kick out all the criminal scrum and reclaim England for the Ingurlish. I reckon Littlejohn should run for President or summat. He'd sort everythin out!" It was at this point that a rather attractive member of the CSI squad arrested him for selling hallucinogenic cup-cakes and frog-marched him to the healing field to undergo tantric therapy for his crimes!