Righty-oh! So another chapter in the rabble soap opera has closed. All the bits and bobs from #rabble9 have made their way onto the wibbly wobbly web which means we can fling the issue up too.

If you missed out on an actual physical copy of the magazine, tough luck. Try wiping your arse with this on a iPad instead. If anyone has any smart arse ideas for #rabble10, feel free to sign up to our contributors list and we’ll drop you mail when the self-flagellation rituals are about to begin.