I genuinely don't know where to start.
What the heck is his obsession with the beret/glasses combo? He looks like a short-sighted Frank Spencer tribute act.
I didn't see a great deal of flocking - unless it now means "20 or so peed-off looking people with nothing else to do standing in the street".
The last bit is comedy gold - "he held a walkabout" and "whipped his fans into a frenzy".
Who does he think he is?
And bearing in mind the tiny crowd, how did it take him 20 minutes?
As far as whipping people into a frenzy, all I can say is it would take more than a middle-aged, denim-clad, beret-bedecked numpty .
Emily's standards must be lower than even I thought.
Daaaahlink, he's an ARTIST
now. An interior decorator, bringing flair and artistry (and unbridled joy) to the downtrodden proles. How else would one dress when putting up some wallpaper and MDF wardrobes.