It's amazing. The amount of angst caused by a single punch or slap, a few years ago.
And the angst will continue. Because The Grand Tour is Top Gear with changing scenery and a big pay cheque and Top Gear is devoid of the effortless banter thanks to the sublime chemistry and jaw dropping production locations and ideas.
One of my all time favourite episodes involved them attaching a Robin Reliant to a rocket. Blasting it into the atmosphere. Then attempting to glide the Reliant back to the ground.
The first time I watched this episode, I was glued to my chair with anticipation, I giggled endlessly throughout and at the end, my jaw did drop because they came so close to making it work. Yet, if LeBlanc and Co had replicated it, I either wouldn't have watched it or fallen asleep.
Unfortunately Clarkson punched an Irish snowflake who wasn't going to let the matter rest. Auntie Beeb.... where do I begin. Suffice to say, W1A is probably closer to a documentary than satire. RIP Top Gear