Broken Hamster

That'll be a no then!

Bad news for India Knight
But great for the rest of us (Those who like cars anyway)

Uncanny. I guess they are both Knights.

Initial letter is similar. The spelling seems wrong somehow.

Hey David;

How goes it?

Can we e-mail you yet?

John.

Dear John,

we have an address and hopefully after tomorrow a phone.

Then hopefully in a couple of weeks i may even be online with my computer.

I am still using the local library computer which has no e mail facilities.

I have made some headway and am almost solvent.

money now going into bank account not just out.

speak to you soon hopefully.

regards David

Letter in the 'Radio Times' (7-13 October):

"...has anyone noticed that Top Gear is the new Blue Peter for folks who grew up in the dream-team years of Val, Peter and John? Top Gear has the 'makes', the dog and the daredevil stunts. James May is the long-haired and wacky Peter Purves, Richard Hammond is the brave and barmy John Noakes, and Jeremy Clarkson, I'm afraid, is Valerie Singleton, who's always right and in charge." (Amanda O'Neill, Newmarket)


Peter, John and Val


Hamster, Jeremy and Captain Slow

You are absolutely right. Apart from the "growing up" bit.

quote:

Originally posted by Deane F:
About halfway down the page...

Or...

The jet car crash involving Top Gear's Richard Hammond came as absolutely no surprise to me. Frankly, it was only a matter of time until I was able to use an accident in which someone was critically injured as an excuse to air my sanctimonious views. As soon as I heard about the accident, my first thought was to get straight to my word processor, and I suspect I was not alone. After all, Top Gear has been a success story just waiting to be knocked.

In truth I'm shocked that it's taken this long for a terrible tragedy of the kind that I can exploit for my own self-centred means to occur. Top Gear is quite simply a childish and crass programme and its presenters have for some time been recklessly popular, well-liked and earning more than me. Clearly this couldn't go on; I was bound to ring the Daily Mail and ask if they wanted some thoughtless, pious waffle about them, I'm just glad I had the near death of a man with a wife and two small children to give me the opportunity to air those views whilst he was still in Intensive Care.

Of course, Richard Hammond isn't the first utterly foolish dare devil to make me want to compensate for pathetically wasting my life by writing hollow invective in a newspaper. I'm put in mind of other immature show offs such as Donald Campbell, Richard Noble and of course Chuck Yeager. All of them were gripped with that same childish desire to show off to others, strutting about attempting to further the sum total of mankind's knowledge whilst the more sensible amongst us quietly rolled our eyes and realised that we were has-been hacks who had slipped just below the man from Amateur Pig Breeding magazine in the list of people who manufacturers will lend cars to.

These people were threats to society, just as Richard Hammond and his Top Gear chums now threaten to make me file yet another inarticulate and bile sodden rant to a pathetic facsimile of a 'newspaper'. Instead of trying to show their bravado by going for speed records, the Top Gear team would do well to set a better example by striving for more reasonable records such as 'Least Popular Man In Car Journalism', 'Bitterest Hack Who'll Write Anything For Money', or even 'Most Mean Spirited Old Twat Who Should Know When To Shut His Fucking Trap'. Although I'm happy to report that all those records are currently held by me.

© 2006. Sniff Petrol

rackkit - you ought at least include the title of the column - "lynd NEILON" which provides a little more context to the piece.