WAKING from a deep slumber, my bleary eyes finally focus on a familiar face staring down at me . . . it’s Jeremy Clarkson. No, I wasn’t on the booze last night and I’m not hallucinating. But it IS Clarkson towering over me — in the form of a 3ft-tall canvas portrait which fills the wall behind my super-king-sized… Published: [#item_custom_pubDate]
