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Product Details

  • Paperback: 352 pages
  • Publisher: Penguin Global (March 24, 2010)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0141017899
  • ISBN-13: 978-0141017891
  • Product Dimensions: 7.7 x 5 x 1 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 12 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.1 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (83 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #81,979 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Jeremy Clarkson made his name presenting a poky motoring programme on BBC2 called Top Gear. He left to forge a career in other directions but made a complete hash of everything and ended up back on Top Gear again. He lives with his wife, Francie, and three children in Oxfordshire. Despite this he has a clean driving licence.

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Another Day’s Holiday? Please, Give Me a Break

According to a poll, the vast majority of people questioned

as they struggled back to work last week thought

that England should have followed Scotland’s lead and

made Tuesday a bank holiday.

Two things strike me as odd here. First, that anyone

could be bothered to undertake such research and,

second, that anyone in their right mind could think that

the Christmas break was in some way too short.

I took ten days off and by 11 o’clock on the first morning

I had drunk fourteen cups of coffee, read all the

newspapers and the Guardian and then . . . and then what?

By lunchtime I was so bored that I decided to hang a

few pictures. So I found a hammer, and later a man came

to replaster the bits of wall I had demolished. Then I

tried to fix the electric gates, which work only when

there’s an omega in the month. So I went down the

drive with a spanner, and later another man came to put

them back together again.

I was just about to start on the Aga, which had broken

down on Christmas Eve, as they do, when my wife took

me on one side by my earlobe and explained that builders

do not, on the whole, spend their spare time writing, so

writers should not build on their days off. It’s expensive

and it can be dangerous, she said.


She’s right. We have these lights in the dining room

which are supposed to project stars onto the table below.

It has never really bothered me that the light seeps out

of the sides so the stars are invisible; but when you are

bored, this is exactly the sort of thing that gets on your


So I bought some gaffer tape and suddenly my life had

a purpose. There was something to do.

Mercifully, Christmas intervened before I could do

any more damage, but then it went away again and once

more I found myself staring at the day through the wrong

end of a pair of binoculars. Each morning, bed and the

blessed relief of unconsciousness seemed so far away.

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.

I took the entire family to the sort of gifty-wifty shop

where the smell of pot-pourri is so pungent that it makes

you go cross-eyed. Even though the children were lying

on the floor gagging, I still spent hours deliberately

choosing a footstool that was too small and the wrong

colour so that I could waste some more time taking it


The next day, still gently redolent of Delia Smith’s

knicker drawer, I decided to buy the wrong sort of

antique filing cabinet. But after the footstool debacle my

wife said no. So it seemed appropriate that I should

develop some kind of illness. This is a good idea when

you are at a loose end because everything, up to and

including herpes, is better than being bored.


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Customer Reviews

Being a huge Top Gear fan, when I saw this I had to get it.
Jesse Rusoff-Holzman
It was supposed to be funny and entertaining but I found it frivolous and annoying, chock full of hyperbole and clever sentences and no content.
Reader from Singapore
You can read one entry in about 5 minutes, maybe less, and put the book down.
Grant Green

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57 of 59 people found the following review helpful By Melinda Burnett on May 1, 2008
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A moment ago, I wrote a review of a CD that was so horrible, I ejected it after the fifth track,and left it on a desk in hopes someone would steal it.

Well, now I'm going to review The World According to Clarkson even though I haven't finished it, either. Unfinished, and for a completely different reason.

Why? Because I am so thoroughly enjoying this book I'm trying to draaaaag it out to savour as long as possible, and then praying there's a followup book.

I only ordered this book because, yes, I am a slavvering American fan of Top Gear, Wikipedia'd it for more info, and found out that all three presenters are also journalists. Since Top Gear tickles me so much, I thought what the heck, and ordered a sampling of books from each.

What a wicked good surprise this book is. Not motor related at all, it's like a modern day Erma Bombeck crossed with Politically Incorrect, with a particular penchant for tormenting the environmentally overcorrect. A collection of newspaper columns, Clarkson covers (occasionally rants) on everything from holidays to politics to children to cunning rodents. I can literally hear his voice gravelling out his bombastic but too,too funny pronouncements.

Jeremy Clarkson, if I were a man (and thank God for my husband that I'm not!) I would want to be you. Making lots of burning rubber and squealing sounds in fast cars, living in the delectable English countryside, writing witty stuff, irritating the humor-deficient, and getting away with it. And drawing an absurdly fat (but well deserved) paycheck all the while. (*goggles at the unfairness of it all*)

Or, as my kids would say, "well, s*cks for you, Mom". Yeah, it does.

Think of this book as the verbal equivalent of being behind the wheel of a Veyron on a race from the Riviera to the NatWest Tower. Damn good fun. Don't want it to end.
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14 of 14 people found the following review helpful By Mark Slattery on November 10, 2008
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There isn't much you can say about Jeremy Clarkson that he hasn't said himself. I have never been sure about whether I like him or not - he's strong coffee. This book of essays from the Sunday Times is a follow up to a book I've not read, presumably of previous essays.

What you can say of Clarkson is that he is talented and prolific and has a distinct voice. These are superficial essays, aimed at cheering you up, provoking a little reaction - he's a professional contrarian. He's a clever, witty man, and I suspect, one of those must have guests for the fictional dinner party. But I don't like cars. Thankfully, cars are not the focus of these pieces. Every other subject is. There is a daft essay on multi-culturism and a funny one about the Airbus 380. He is pro engineering and anti-environmentalists (not anti-environmental); he hates health and safety nazis. He is often the butt of his own joke, such as the lovely essay about charity auctions in which he accidentally spends £25,000 buying a boat he didn't need and could not afford to run: "Then it got worse, because my wife, whose face had turned the colour of tracing paper, was busy reading some small print in the catalogue about what the price didn't include."

An essay is about all the time it takes to exhaust Clarkson's knowledge on any subject other than himself or a car, but that's fine as he says more or less nothing with great flair. Its elegantly served top of the range beans on toast, with the occasional fit of passion and vented spleen. Easily digested and very deceptively crafted with great journalistic skill.
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7 of 8 people found the following review helpful By Mark in Los Angeles on December 21, 2011
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The problem with Mr. Bombastic himself is that as much as I love his writing style in spurts, in excessive doses, it starts to sound incredibly effected and contrived. Even a tad dull. My interest started to wane the deeper I got into his essays. I say this as an admirer. Perhaps an anthology of columns just doesn't a book make. I've always loved the TV work and small hits of JC, and while I derived a few good chuckles from this collection, I eventually was pleased to be done with it so I could move on to something by someone significantly more clever. I am of course referring to Mr. James May!
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful By Paul Lawrence on October 7, 2011
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Jeremy Clarkson has discovered that now he's famous for his association with the TV show Top Gear that there is a market for books with his name on the cover. Now some of his books such as I know You Got Soul were pretty much created from scratch he has also sallied forth with a number of books that are older work. By that I mean the books are compilations of his columns in Britains Sunday Times. Now given that is the case you could be forgiven for having fairly low expectations. But on the contrary because Clarkson is so deliberately over the top, so deliciously 'wrong' in his thinking these collected columns make for a relaxing read. Where they really come into their own is perhaps as holiday reading fodder - for when your on the plane or lazing a day away. Conversely if your normal reading diet is weighty or academic then this may be the perfect thing to 'graze' on in between times, so to speak.

All up if you are familiar with Jeremy Clarksons persona from his TV show then you pretty much know what you are in for. This is exactly the same thing just in writing. And as others have mentioned this is not a car book except where they are mentioned in passing.

An entertaining read and quite possibly a good idea for a gift.
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