What with all the Top Gear furore kicking off at the moment about stereotyping Mexicans, let’s take a timely look at Stewart Lee’s Top Gear-hating routine. Running way ahead of the band wagon he was hating on it long before it became about selling newspapers.

Why? Because it’s presented by a bunch of smug nob-jockeys in badly-fitting jeans, who are about as rebellious as smoked salmon canapes. Laugh. Out. Loud.