My photos of Clarkson Hammond and May Live aren’t really worthy for the public, but I took down some quotes which I promised to share:
JC: Have you chosen the music?
RH: Yes.
JC: I’m not coming out to Dancing Queen!
RH: Lots of people have come out to Dancing Queen.
JM: A lot has changed over the years [...], ginger people are allowed on television now.
JC: In case anyone from the Daily Mirror is here, I did not say that.
RH: Mine is tiny.
JC: *snorts* Don’t we all know.
[Referring to his “e-car”, though it continued with a few more jokes about his penis seize]
JC: I don’t work for the fucking BBC any more. I can say what the fuck I want.
JM: Congratulations, Mrs. Robin. It’s a twat!
[After a Reliant Robin “gave birth” to Clarkson; who showed the arena his bum crack in the process]
JC: James May, I have known you for 15 or 20 years ...
JC: James May has a sinister heart.
JC: I hate to end this show with Health & Safety, but remember you use public roads on your way home. So please .... drive fast.