I've got a shedload of stuff* in this fortnight's Private Eye.
Why not go out and buy a copy? £1.50 in all good newsagents. And some crap ones where the crisps are past the sell-by-date and they sell fags to kids, too.
(*I'm not telling you what. The rule is, if you like a story, it's mine. If you don't, it must be Francis Wheen's).