Richard Littlejohn describes his job as sitting at the back throwing bottles. His twice-weekly columns have become an essential fix for millions of readers of the"Daily Mail"and the"Sun"over the past two decades. In"Littlejohn's Britain", he takes aim at the Blair years, lampooning New Labour with polemic, pastiche, parody, satire and savage social commentary. His cast of characters - including Two Jags, the Wicked Witch, Captain Hook and the Mad Mullah of the Traffic Taliban - have become part of the fabric of the nation. Littlejohn ridicules the country Britain has become over the past ten years - the barmy bureaucracy, the surveillance state, the petty interference in our lives, the suffocating regulations, policeman and judges who think they're part of the social services, the insanities of the'elf'n'safety industry, which have created such idiocies as forcing revellers celebrating Guy Fawkes Night to watch a bonfire on a big screen. Littlejohn has a bloodhound's nose for cant, hypocrisy and lunacy and an unparalleled talent for pouring scorn on the arrogance of the powerful, while making his readers roar with laughter. It's all here, in hilarious detail. Read The Secret Sex Diaries of David Blunkett, sing along to Two Jags: The Musical, take a ride on Blair Force One, play The Immigration Game and fight the Battle of Trafalgar under modern'elf'n'safety guidelines.'Littlejohn has been ... a vivid exponent of a great British columnar style that stretches back five centuries or more. He's a distant, bastard cousin of Thomas Nash, Daniel Defoe and Alexander Pope. Cassandra and Bernard Levin might justly buy him a pint in the Chesire Cheese. Like or loathe him, he's the real, talented deal.'-"Observer".