What the BBC are hushing up in an attempt to pretend it was a coincidence is that there were two other cars. The nice one had a number plate relating the number of British dead and the shit one had a number plate relating the number of Argentinian dead.
On the doorstep [Siouxsie] asks me whether right or left would be the best direction to find a taxi, and although her best bet would be left, I suggest she turns right. It is churlish of me, but it is she who has set the pace.
I can't drive, hate F1 and would rather face a firing squad than vote Tory. But I did enjoy Top Gear and it was mainly because of Jeremy Clarkson. It takes all sorts.
