Jimny Carr Smells Of Dog

“Jimny Carr! What are you on about?” I hear you cry. No, I am not mad, and I haven’t been at the crack pipe. I am talking about Mr. Watkins’ new vehicle – a 2001 Suzuki Jimny.

When Watkins sent me the eBay link earlier in the week, I thought it looked more than a little impressive, and with only a few “Pimp My Ride” style modifications could be turned into a gangster car with blacked out windows and massive bass speakers. The experience of actually being driven was somewhat different.

It had a soft top roof, and by “soft top” I mean what looked like some soiled bed linen stretched across a hole in the top of the car. There was a scent of dog odour – this being down to the previous owner’s five pets. Instead of the massive Tim Westwood style stereo which I was expecting, there was an AM Radio - very snazzy. To add that extra bit of class, there were only two doors, requiring anyone wishing to gain access to the backseats, having to climb over the frontal area.

All in all, the car was better suited to The Dales rather than Dallas. Still, I take my hat off to Mr. Watkins. He bought it for a very reasonable price, mended a few faults, tidied it up and now hopes to be able to sell the car for more than double what he paid for it.

The new car was possibly the only blog-worthy topic of my Saturday. Watkins and Simon did come round to my flat last night, but that evening mainly comprised of re-watching the Top Gear episode as Simon hadn’t seen it, and going through some vintage Men Behaving Badly DVDs.