With the case of running, it really is a case of get out, set yourself a distance, run it, and then do it again the next day. It's tremendously simple.

This is just the happiest car in the world! I shall call it Oliver! Not that we'd ever name a car on Top Gear. I wish I hadn't said that.

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!

Cars are changing and so is the way we communicate about them.

And I like pygmy goats, because they're just lovely, and ducks.

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

Mothers will be fishing kids out of obscure cubby-holes for years!