For someone supposedly so unpopular, indeed it would seem despised, Jeremy Clarkson shifts a heck of a lot of books, doesn’t he? Many, in fact, find their way to my own bookshelves.

See – I like Jeremy Clarkson, as I suspect do many millions of others. It’s just that perhaps some are afraid to say so, for fear of being ‘cancelled’ (is that the expression?) by the woke brigade.

Hardly anyone reads my blog though, so while in percentage terms the loss of two readers would be massive, in real numbers it wouldn’t make that much difference. In other words, what I’m saying is, I have nothing to lose by sticking up for Mr C.

Yes, I’m sure there are some who say they hate him; that he should be forcibly shipped off this island to some mid-Atlantic, sub-aquatic penitentiary where he’d be forced to scrape festering barnacles from King Neptune’s arse every day for the next one hundred years.

But of course this is so outrageous, it just isn’t going to happen, is it?

I’m sure, however, the mere thought of it makes some people smile.

And … I rest my case, M’lud..

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