Now I read a decent article today by Grace Dent in the i newspaper. She’s a good writer. And the point of her feature was that we should really applaud that knobhead Jeremy Clarkson, for opening up about his ‘issues’ which led him to punch his production minion. She didn’t really buy his explanation but she admired the fact he was so in tune with his inner feelings. Ah, that sensitivity. So Jezzer.
I tell you what’s rubbish, every frigging tv ad from Iceland featuring Peter Andre. They stink. I know the company’s run by a nitwit who interferes in all the marketing thinking and this campaign has meddling dipstick written all over it. What kind of chump actually thinks multi-millionaire Peter buys 8 burgers for £1 at Iceland? I’m guessing one of the same 1 million people who have apparently signed the petition for Jeremy Clarkson to be re-instated by the BBC after being suspended for punching a production minion on the show for not having his steak ready. Or UKIP voters as we call them these days. And I can give you more examples of utter rubbish ….
Ah Clarkson strikes again and the BBC are flapping around trying to cover up the latest Top Gear farago. This time it’s traipsing around Argentina with some clearly Falklands-celebratory plates on their Porsche. After fanning local antagonism through some cynical publicity they were run out of town (and the country) fearful of their lives according to Clarkson. Oh god how awful. The offending plate was just an unfortunate accident according to the production team. Umm…
Now this is going to be interesting. He gets paid a fortune to drive lovely cars and write engagingly for the Sunday Times. Possibly the best job in the UK. Sigh. Millions of people think he’s great, to Noel Edmonds he’s a true hero but I have to agree with the T-shirt….. presumably given to Jeremy Clarkson by his wife, following the reports in this morning’s press of her husband’s affair. Ah Jezza one of those rare beasts – a Yorkshireman with a bigoted opinion on just about everything and an ego the size of Ilkley Moor. A public school bully who never grew up. A man who actually taunts his Top Gear colleagues with nicknames mocking their small stature and more restrained driving style. He’s a charmless cheating chump but I found myself absolutely in agreement with him earlier today. Surely some mistake?
A bit of a cynical headline I guess but 3 more gongs for the unlikely lads at the National Television Awards the other night. I’m sure the voting was all above board this time because they are just everybody’s favourite presenters aren’t they? All that talent, so little height. If ever there was a misnomer for an event it has to be the NTA don’t you think? Continue reading