Quite an expensive car. A vintage Ferrari, a 1960's 250 GTO, for which Evans has just paid .. wait for it ... twelve million pounds. The BBC is all excited, asking 'How any car can cost that much money?' 'Why are classic cars so valuable?'
But there's a more fundamental question, isn't there? How the fuck has that gurning ginger twat got that much money? Is it perhaps because that very same BBC is pouring our licence fees into his quivering open hands?
How can a man who hosted a couple of wildly annoying television programmes a few years ago, who got fired from one radio station for being pissed all the time and then - of course! - returned to the BBC as a replacement for ol' avuncular Terry Wogan, afford to splash 12 million quid on a fucking car?
And it's not the first time either. The red-haired plonker spent 5 million on another Ferrari in 2008, for Christ's sake.
Lefties (and sycophantics on the right) bang on and on and fucking on about eeevil Banker's pay and bonuses being 'obscene' and 'undeserved'.
Why, the man now responsible for our Banks, our own Saint Vincent of Prescience, Vince Cable, said only recently that the City was a ..
"..a place of unfettered greed [which] rewards stupidity"
Really, Vince? What about Evans then? Google seems reticent regarding what the BBC pays him, but even Moira Stuart, who reads the news during the show, is said to make 1,700 per day. If that's what one of the assistants gets, Evans is surely on a shit load more.
Is it not 'unfettered greed' to want to be paid eleventy-ten thousand pounds - of our mandatory telly tax - a year for presenting a radio programme for housewives? Have any of his shows - generally the height of 'stupidity' - gone unrewarded? Was 'Don't Forget Your Toothbrush' as valuable to the economy as the Financial Services sector in the 90's? Is 'TFI Friday' a greater contribution to the nation than Granny's ISA?
Is it fuck.