Monday, 14 September 2009


Oh dear, oh dear. "Celebrity" chef James Martin has just confirmed to the world what a massive bell-end he is. Writing for The Daily Nazi, here is his latest offering:

"But I don't care about any of that, and here's why. Twenty minutes into my test drive I pulled round a leafy bend, enjoying the birdsong - and spotted those damned Spider-Man cyclists. Knowing they wouldn't hear me coming, I stepped on the gas, waited until the split second before I overtook them, then gave them an almighty blast on the horn at the exact same time I passed them at speed.

The look of sheer terror as they tottered into the hedge was the best thing I've ever seen in my rear-view mirror. I think this could be the car for me."

Jesus H Christ, what a fucking moron he is. Many thanks to Robbie McEwen and Brad Wiggins for bringing this to my attention.


  1. So he'll begrudge people their desire to get out of the city for a relaxing cycle ride in the countryside? Seems a little harsh. I knew there was something suspect about him when he started feeding Fern Britton up to Zeppelin proportions...

    It seems another of his fans has gotten to his wikipedia page:

  2. If he actually did that in real life (as opposed to his slow, slow, brain) then can we not try to locate those cyclists and get them to start legal proceedings against him? A three year ban for dangerous driving would knock the smug grin off his face. I always thought he was a plank, but it is nice to have it confirmed.