Mexican cars are just going to be lazy, feckless, flatulent, overweight, leaning against a fence asleep looking at a cactus with a blanket with a hole in the middle on as a coat.

Unless I have been sorely misinformed, supermodels are powerless to resist a man with illuminated doorsills.

For somebody who has injured their brain, every single thing they say and think will be the subject of their own questioning.

At home I drive an old Land Rover.

I would love to act. I probably won't make it to Hollywood at 42 years of age, but I'd love to act.

I like to think that my arrogance, impetuosity, impatience, selfishness and greed are the qualities that make me the lovable chap I am.

My grandfather on one side was trained as a cabinetmaker but eventually worked as a coachbuilder and then built cars. I inherited from him a love of cars, but with no technical ability whatsoever, sadly!