Apparently there’s a new series of Top Gear being screened. For me, this show was once essential viewing, including the repeats on Dave. But no more.
Let me guess what has happened on the episodes so far. They’ve had a hare-brained idea to design a certain car themselves.
They’ve argued with each other and come up with stupid plans of what to build and how to build it.
They’ve broken things, crashed into things or set things on fire and blamed each other, even though an eight-year-old would know what would go wrong.
Am I right so far?
Remember those wonderful road trips? Driving through France to cross the world’s tallest bridge, the Millau Viaduct? Racing a light aircraft flown by James May against the world’s fastest production car, the Bugatti Veyron. All classic TV.
Today, they seem to have become parodies of themselves. Sadly for James May, who has made some very interesting shows in his own right, the other two are letting him down.
Would you really want to buy a car recommended by Richard ‘The Hamster’ Hammond? I wonder how he even manages to dress himself after watching him in recent series!
‘Clarkson for Prime Minister’ many proclaim, after another of his right-wing rants.
Funny how all towns and cities where Top Gear has filmed have to then defend themselves after being panned in the show or in one of Clarkson’s newspaper articles.
The antics of three middle-aged, well-off men really have worn thin with me now.
The show is no longer about cars and no longer about three men who’d you would like a beer with driving cars.
I never thought I’d hear myself utter these words, but I prefer Fifth Gear now that it has moved to the Discovery Channel. It is taking over where Top Gear left off.
If former racing drivers Tiff Needell and Jason Plato tell you a car is good, I tend to believe them.
Hammond, on the other hand, would just set fire to it.