I have a dirty little secret, an itch which will be scratched again tonight, and I'm finally going to confess.
I like Top Gear.
I realise this revelation could get me thrown out of the Green Person's Club so let me explain. I see Top Gear as escapist entertainment, one where you forget for an hour that the planet is screwed. The vast majority of the 8 million viewers that the programme gets are not going to immediately buy the latest gas-guzzler from Maserati , nor do they believe every word that comes from Jeremy Clarkson's mouth. They're merely wanting an hour of giggling at the stupidity of the team as they try to race an RAF jet or play football with some Aygos.
Mind you, I would quite like to get my hands on one of these.
Normal greenery will resume around 9pm tonight!