Clarkson’s Farm review: Laced with Tory dog-whistles, but undeniably irresistible
The IndependentFor free real time breaking news alerts sent straight to your inbox sign up to our breaking news emails Sign up to our free breaking news emails Sign up to our free breaking news emails SIGN UP I would like to be emailed about offers, events and updates from The Independent. Read our privacy policy I was about 20 minutes into the new series of Clarkson’s Farm when I realised I quite liked Jeremy Clarkson. One day, you’re absentmindedly finding the fist-happy Top Gear alumni a little bit charismatic, the next you’re wearing a Union Jack onesie and remarking that “Theresa May wasn’t half bad, was she?” I can’t possibly watch another episode. “Fertiliser is too expensive.” “The council won’t let me put down wood chippings.” “What do you mean it’s hard to breed pigs?” At one point, Clarkson is raked over the coals by his perpetually uncomfortable land agent Charlie Ireland for making blackberry jam on a whim. Jeremy Clarkson and Kaleb Cooper in ‘Clarkson’s Farm’ You can quickly see his appeal – the bemused grump dismayed at the state of things if rarely offering any practical solutions.