The Mole was freezing cold down in Surrey yesterday, but still got some behind-the-scenes gossip from the telly filming. The audience were wrapped up warm – even the Stig has some special earmuffs on – and braved the arctic freeze, huddling together in the Top Gear hanger like chilly penguins. Sort of.
Anyway, we’ve been watching the first two films of the day. Jeremy kicked things off with a super-saloons test, with a ‘dorky one from Japan’ and another from Germany. Let’s just say they both have massive V8s and like nothing better than going sideways, while grunting. We won’t reveal what they are just yet, cos you’ll enjoy it better on Sunday then. (Or you can read Wilman’s blog.)
Next up was Richard, with a political solution. Boring? Not even slightly. Because this one involved buses, touring car drivers and a racing circuit. It was a bit like Speed, only without Keanu Reeves and that Bullock woman. Thankfully, Richard did his bit for politics, and came up with the next best ‘bus for London’. Boris will be pleased, then.
The Mole has sneaked into the production Portakabin to post this blog now, while Jeremy interviews this week’s guest (a proper, real-life superstar. Honest).
The final film sees James and Richard in the French and Italian Rivieras. With supermodels. OK, that last bit was made up, so you’ll have to watch on Sunday to find out what really went on, but it involves a Ferrari.