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Some Say His Droppings Have Been Found As Far North As York, And That He Has A Full Size Tattoo Of His Face, On His Face. All We Know Is He’s Called The Stig.

I Wore A Groove In The Kitchen Floor With Endless Trips To The Fridge, Hoping Against Hope That I Had Somehow Missed A Plateful Of Cold Sausages On The Previous 4,000 Excursions. Then, For No Obvious Reason, I Decided To Buy A Footstool.

Like Every Big Organisation These Days, The Bbc Is Obsessed With The Wellbeing Of Those Who Set Foot On Its Premises. Studios Must Display Warning Notices If There Is Real Glass On The Set, And The Other Day I Was Presented With A Booklet Explaining How To Use A Door. I Am Not Kidding.

A Turbo: Exhaust Gasses Go Into The Turbocharger And Spin It, Witchcraft Happens And You Go Faster.

I Rang Up Jay Kay, Who's Got One, And Said: 'can We Borrow Yours?' And He Said, 'yeah, If I Can Borrow Your Daughter, Because It Amounts To The Same Thing.'