Jonny Smith's Podoutcast

After another long silence, the silent (holy) night is broken with a December trip back to Somerset and a chat with my old man. Bob's a nice bloke you know. Used to have an Austin Maxi. My brother was present during the cast, but refused to talk and started vacuuming. It's a shame because Greg is hilariously grumpy. He used to keep a Morris Oxford crank case under his bed.

It's been far too long listeners and for that I apologise. Precious time has been spent earning a crust for my family and car herd. I don't really do holidays but the Father-in-law kindly lent us a static caravan in Norfolk for a week. I packed up all 90-inches of 2010 Defender and off we went to see the non-hills. This podcast involves my wife Chops, and the occasional disruption from a 10-month old chipmunk daughter. Sorry it's been so long.

This podoutcast was brought to you inside the no-nonsense cabin of the Porsche 911 GT3. There could a large quantity of background noise to this cast, which is a screaming 3.8 flat six packing 435 bhp sans any forced induction nonsense. 4.1 to sixty two. 194mph. ipod parcel taped to the steering wheel.

After months of failed promises, I finally managed to get a space in Wookie's busy work schedule. I went to his gaff for a professionally made caffeine beverage and started the banter. You might know Tom from being the hairy one from Fifth Gear, or the hairy non-biker who drives exotic cars across various countries in Top Gear magazine. Either way, he's a good buddy of mine with a heart the size of Mercedes CL500. Hope you enjoy this one. It's nearly an hour long.