Over the days, stories of the Singapore GP became the norm; leading to a decision by Phil Goodge and I to apply – as they say nothing ventured, nothing gained. After completing the application there was a nervous wait to see if my application had been accepted.
Incredibly it is now some forty years since I somehow managed to convince both my school and my parents that it would beneficial to my education if I attended the 1978 24 Hours of Le Mans. So along with Simon Arron (Who has since gone on to report on motor racing all over the globe) … Continue reading “Le Mans”
It’s warm, there’s a light breeze, the birds are tweeting and in the distance you hear a buzzing noise. It gets louder and louder, over the crest two blinding LED head lights burn into your retinas and then, the sound of a screaming engine deafens everything around you! The machine gun like backfiring from the … Continue reading Welcome to Le Mans 2018!
So why, when I get up for work at half seven, was my alarm ringing at 4:30 on Saturday morning? Why do I get up at these times when I could be having a lie in? I’m sure I have a screw loose. This weekend, however, answered these questions for me. It was an amazing … Continue reading Sun, Sea, Sand and the Occasional Crash!
A big trip deserves a big blog, so sit back and enjoy this one! They say a week is a long time in politics, but it can also be true for motorsport marshals! After braving the snow and -2 temperatures of Oulton Park for the season opener, Sarah and I were heading down under for … Continue reading From Oulton Park in the snow to Albert Park in the Sun!
After discovering Donington Park’s “Convoy in the Park” meeting purely by accident, I decided it would be a great experience to marshal it and to expand my knowledge of marshalling to dealing with these beats. As well as the trucks, there would also be a very strong support package featuring Legends, Formula Fords, Mighty Minis, … Continue reading We Got Ourselves a Convoy!
After an overall fourth place finish last time out, it was the general goal to grab a podium this weekend. With a seemingly bombproof car beneath me, and the support of my fellow marshals lining the track, I was confident of reaching the higher end of the field once again. Blazing sunshine and temperatures in the … Continue reading Swapping the Orange for a Race Suit