More resignations

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So another political big cat falls on his sword following Brexit with the resignation of this bloody loon Nigel Farage. He’s done this before of course, usually after a bender, so he may be back. But you sense it’s the end this time. Hoorah! So what was the sense in the referendum vote do you think as the key leaders of the electioneering campaign have all fallen or, in the case of Labour’s Corbyn, are about to. What a gamble that was and it has failed drastically. As each day passes it just makes less and less sense. Why the Government went for an absolute in or out decision mystifies me; it’s like gambling your house, savings, grandchildren’s legacy  on the outcome of a turn of a card. Completely bonkers. Why didn’t they just call for a vote for example on a renegotiation of the terms? I’m still in shock to be honest.

But what wasn’t shocking was the news of yet another resignation today; yes the departure of Chris Evans from the re-vamped Top Gear after just one series.  I saw one episode and it was bad. As regular readers will know I never liked that twat Clarkson and his little arse licking Hamster playmate but he had a presenting presence. Evans was just awful; shouty, unfunny, controlling, mate-less. Apparently it was chaos behind at the scenes at new TG.  Did nobody at the BBC see the drama ahead? With Evans’ past record? Really?

Look if they need someone with strong opinions and genuine (get her) northern charm (though an absence of hair to let the wind tease through) to test-drive some super cars for a couple of £m per year,  well I might have some windows in my diary. It’ll never happen of course because they are more likely to select a suddenly available Michael Gove, Boris Johnson or Nigel Farage. But they’ll have to re-title it Top Gear Knobs

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incomprehensible lyrics

I was listening to Chris Evans’ Radio 2 drivetime programme whilst heading back from Brighton yesterday. The thing was that the BBC computer which hosts and lines up their play list had failed so Chris made do with the tracks from the only thing at his disposal; a compilation album of hits from the 70s. It was actually an amusing show even though the music was pretty dire. There was one decent track – Radar Love from Golden Earring, which always had some great lines – ‘I’ve been driving all night my hands wet on the wheel…and it’s half past four and I’m shifting gear etc. There was the cheesey intro to Sweet’s Ballroom Blitz which I’d forgotten and now can’t get out of my head – ‘Ready Steve? Uh huh. Andy? Yeah. Mick? Okay. Alright fellas, let’s go…’. Let’s gag more like. Continue reading

chris evans v the moyles v jo whiley

Is it just me or has Chris Evans really turned into a beezer radio broadcaster. I’ve been catching his drive-time programme on Radio 2 and it’s bloody good. He’s funny, interesting, lively, upbeat and has dropped that posse or zoo format, whatever they call it, with loads of so-called mates piled into the studio to create a false blokely atmosphere. It ruined his earlier spell at Radio 1 and Virgin I reckon. Having a bunch of sycophants around just seems to create misguided illusions of the presenter’s talent. On his current programme Evans drives the show single-handedly – apart from the production team and traffic/sports etc guys – and he is far better flying solo. In fact he’s a revelation, chatting to callers and seeming to be really interested. Continue reading