Top Gear's Jeremy Clarkson has caused a stir up north after claiming people from Liverpool "earn less, die more quickly, have fewer jobs and live in houses that are worth the square root of sod all".
The controversial BBC presenter launched a derogatory rant at the city's Scouse population after spending two day's there on the Top Gear tour earlier this month,reports the Liverpool Echo.
The car expert, who was chased out of Argentina in October after driving around with a number plate seemingly referencing the Falklands War, singled out Liverpool for criticism among a series of barbed comments about the north of England.
Writing in his Sunday Times column, he began by criticising a Scouse waitress for apparently not knowing what a kipper or Tabasco sauce was.
And recalling previous trips to the city, he wrote: "Over the years my trips to Liverpool have always been extremely memorable.
"On one occasion I found that the door to my hotel room was blocked by a girl who was lying in the corridor, having apparently died.
"On another, the constant burglar alarms meant that I checked out of my hotel at 2am and drove back to London for a bit of piece and quiet.
"Oh, and I nearly forgot: there was the time a blood-soaked chap sprinted into the restaurant in which I was dining and ran amok with a knife."
As he finished off his derogatory account Clarkson claimed: "People up there (Liverpool) earn less, die more quickly, have fewer jobs and live in houses that are worth the square root of sod all."
The broadcaster, who went on to liken the economic crisis currently gripping southern Europe to Britain's north-south divide.
He said: "We (southerners) go up there (northern England) and say, ‘Look what we’ve given you, Gary: a Tracey Emin hotel and slavery museum, all full of Ed Miliband bumper-sticker slogans.
"Aren't you grateful?’
"But Gary isn't grateful because he doesn't like Primrose Hill sensibilities or mood lighting."
Clarkson, who is originally from Yorkshire and who is not shy about broadcasting his often-contentious views, even slated the city's taste in fine wine.
Referring to a particular variety called 'Whispering Angel', he said: "Ordering Whispering Angel in Liverpool is like a Liverpudlian strolling into the Savoy at teatime, in a shell suit, and demanding seven pints of vodka.
"He's going to be shown the door."
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