Drugs? You're not a great advert for them, frankly.
After Sooty And Sweep was axed, Soo fell on hard times.
Who invited The Saturdays?
Glastonbury, home of non-stop rock and roll thrills.
It's much easier to do this at V, you only need one person.
That's a health and safety infringement waiting to happen.
Extreme sports at Glastonbury? Give it a rest, mate. No-one likes a show-off.
Hands up who forgot their shades.
Dizzee for England? Why not - he couldn't play any worse than Rooney.
In an alternate universe, he's drinking beer while wearing a hat made of ice cream.
"Anyone know where the cabaret tent is? We've been walking for fucking ages."
"Fly, my pretty..."
We'd be more impressed if you weren't wearing a tablecloth, love.
Wait, they're not dead, are they?
Surprisingly, The Rumble Strips can still get a gig.
You're on your own there mate.
Thom Yorke does Glastonbury incognito.
Hang on, what's holding that peace sign up?
Not now, pal, we've got a hangover.
"En-ger-land! En-ger-land... oh, hang on, we're rubbish aren't we? Sorry."