No it's not the band name of one of Uncle Mex's Dutch Electro-pop outfits nor one of those emo pish groups so frequently featured on Kerrang!...I sat with it on all day and the ratio was - Pish 98% Adverts for pish 2%. My brother Danny would turn in his grave... if he were dead.
No the title refers to my recent bugbear, Advertising. Hammond has just been on tv advertising Morrisons butcher counter - The soundbite towards the end says they'll help you find the right cut...oh for the want of a consonant.
After his accident he was the public darling but now I reckon that the Hierarchy of Top Gear is (and remember all those muppets clamouring for Clarkson to be London Mayor) is May, Clarkson and a distant 3rd place for the Hamster.
May, whose rightful catchphrase is "as you'd expect I'd done this properly" is a man who knows the value of a Shed, all great inventions came from men in sheds and he has a deep respect for history and engineering - truely a man's man.
Also on the no sympathy front are the bimbo supreme (Joint winners again this year) Price and Katona. Have it all then manage to turn public opinion against yourself.
I have to give some sympathy to my neighbour, 2 mins before the end of the Celtic - Hearts game and I turn the radio off once again disappointed by yet another lacklustre performance only to be startled by animalistic screaming - I kid you not we are talking primal rage bellowing to an uncaring sky.
Yeah he's a Rangers fan. I take little joy from the 2-1 result as I worry about the fact I have such a fuckwit living near to me and mine.
So there are some ill formed thoughts from me, Rick? your turn!
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Maybe once I recover from Greece, working overtime and extended shifts...
Still on for tomorrow? take the night off if you need it mate?
I'm still ok for it, just give me a nudge if I nod off
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