“Jeremy Clarkson borrowed my Blog” – Volume 4 by Ed Moss is the fourth volume in what was supposed to be a trilogy of satirical and totally unreal news stories titled “Jeremy Clarkson borrowed my Blog” (naturally enough, Volumes 1, 2 and 3 respectively).
A strange name for a book you might say, but Ed is convinced that Jeremy did borrow his blog. Well read it, or perhaps even came across it by accident and made use of it for inspiration.
Ed has contributed to various blog sites over the years, albeit as somewhat of a frustrated satirist, submitting news and current affairs articles, containing what the reader may at times conclude might contain less than a grain of truth. Or just total nonsense.
However, having had a go at mobile phone users in his Daily Telegraph many moons ago Ed spied that columnist Jeremy Clarkson, in his Sunday Times column three days following one of the many moons ago had written an article with content bearing a rather uncanny similarity to that which Ed had written. He did “challenge” both Jeremy and his editor, but is still waiting for a reply with either explanation or denial.
However, he does have a sneaking suspicion that he is in for a fairly long wait, it having nearly been over four years now.
In general, the material in his books is purely for amusement, and while innuendo and bad taste abound, the content is completely lacking any factual basis whatsoever. Any similarity to actual ‘happenings’ or to persons living or dead is totally co-incidental and in jest.
With individual story titles such as “Woman claims there is nothing on her TV”, “Budget Irish airline to bring in a range of optional charges, such as breathing on the plane” and “Pig in Mexico catches Human Flu”, there’s bound to be plenty to offend everyone.
Ed advises people daft enough to buy a volume or two to just sit back and have a laugh, and, if anything offends, he apologises and respectfully suggests if readers don’t like what they read, they should simply press their Kindle delete button an go treat themselves to a Maeve Binchy, Clive Cussler (or whatever tickles their literary fancy) novel.
And meanwhile, Ed sincerely thanks Jeremy Clarkson for his inspiration to put fingers to keyboard and remains flattered that his nonsensical meanderings gave Jezza some food for thought.
A strange name for a book you might say, but Ed is convinced that Jeremy did borrow his blog. Well read it, or perhaps even came across it by accident and made use of it for inspiration.
Ed has contributed to various blog sites over the years, albeit as somewhat of a frustrated satirist, submitting news and current affairs articles, containing what the reader may at times conclude might contain less than a grain of truth. Or just total nonsense.
However, having had a go at mobile phone users in his Daily Telegraph many moons ago Ed spied that columnist Jeremy Clarkson, in his Sunday Times column three days following one of the many moons ago had written an article with content bearing a rather uncanny similarity to that which Ed had written. He did “challenge” both Jeremy and his editor, but is still waiting for a reply with either explanation or denial.
However, he does have a sneaking suspicion that he is in for a fairly long wait, it having nearly been over four years now.
In general, the material in his books is purely for amusement, and while innuendo and bad taste abound, the content is completely lacking any factual basis whatsoever. Any similarity to actual ‘happenings’ or to persons living or dead is totally co-incidental and in jest.
With individual story titles such as “Woman claims there is nothing on her TV”, “Budget Irish airline to bring in a range of optional charges, such as breathing on the plane” and “Pig in Mexico catches Human Flu”, there’s bound to be plenty to offend everyone.
Ed advises people daft enough to buy a volume or two to just sit back and have a laugh, and, if anything offends, he apologises and respectfully suggests if readers don’t like what they read, they should simply press their Kindle delete button an go treat themselves to a Maeve Binchy, Clive Cussler (or whatever tickles their literary fancy) novel.
And meanwhile, Ed sincerely thanks Jeremy Clarkson for his inspiration to put fingers to keyboard and remains flattered that his nonsensical meanderings gave Jezza some food for thought.
