The BBC are hinting that they may, at last, throw out Jezzer, his lads and their dreary boys’ toys show. TOP GEAR has been a boring, repetitive act of automotive onanism for years and Jeremy Clarkson’s a worn out old Pranker.
He’s been making the same jokes, prodding the same shibboleths, reiterating the same un-PC mantras for years. They were funny-ish ten years ago. Now they’re just a yawn.
James May, reluctantly to give him credit, has shown in other programmes that he can be a good, inquiring presenter.
But the little fella, Hammond is as thick as porker’s poo and dull as a bucket of skimmed milk, as the chat-show folk discovered when they had him on after his silly crash. Where on earth did the BBC find him?

Even more puzzling is the BBC’s discovery of the blubber-lipped, dimwitted, monotoned, unfunny, unattractive fatty that they have thrust on us – just to show who’s in  charge – in the form of Adrian Chiles -one of their most inexplicable recent discoveries. I guess it is – laudably, of course – to demonstrate their fairness in offering equal opportunities to blubber-lipped, montoned, unfunny, unattractive, overweight, dimwitted fatties.

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