I looked at the list of hopefuls, though for a moment, and then PISSED MYSELF LAUGHING
And much of what has been pitched has been of the finest grade, well, that is, if you appreciate the finest grade of garbage. For having someone else pitch her name, Sue Perkins received death threats and decided to take a sabbatical from Twitter. So the pondlife wins again, albeit briefly. After that, one might have thought that volunteers would prove harder to find. But that’s no problem - the press volunteered them instead.
Sue Perkins. Oo-er Missus, look at the size of her double entendres!
Would anyone like to set the bar lower? One should not be asking that kind of question, not when we have the Telegraph, continuing its plunge downmarket by inflating what someone who once presented Top Gear said into a pitch for the role. That someone was Angela Rippon, who fronted the show when it was a little-watched regional programme. The Tel declares “she would return to present the show”.
Sarah Vine's fantasy ...
Ms Vine believes that she is uniquely qualified for the role as she once lived in Turin: “Back then, it was a frantic place of endless smog and honking horns … Here they made everything you can possibly imagine on wheels, from the great Iveco trucks to flashy Ferraris. Cars were the lifeblood of the city”. Very good Sarah, they don’t make Ferraris in Turin, but more than a hundred miles away in Maranello.
... and recent BBC appearance reality
But Sarah wants the BBC to know that she even drives her children to school. In Kensington. So she is selfish enough to call herself a petrolhead. Sadly, the photo used to support her article has been, shall we say, enhanced beyond credibility, and her Ferrari howler shows that this is yet another article in the Phil-Space-Meets-Ron-Hopeful genre. All of which may well take us back to Sue Perkins.