70 days away from what I call my marshalling home and if I am honest I thought I wouldn’t have missed it as much as I did. However, rolling through the gates and over Warwick Bridge (Bailey Bridge if you are of an older generation) a feeling built up in me as if it was the first time I’d ever been to a racetrack.
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.
As the chequered flag falls on a race the crowds erupt into a roar of emotion, whether their driver won or not, it is vocally expressed. Media teams from around the world rush to the podium to get the interviews with the top drivers. The teams celebrate or console, some prepare the champagne others prepare … Continue reading A wall of invisible orange
As the chequered flag dropped on the 2018 Belgium Grand Prix at Spa-Francorchamps and I worked my way up the track to where the bus would pick me up to take me back to the campsite, I felt myself holding back a number of emotions.
It’s an eight-month journey that takes you through different levels of emotion. The 2017 marshalling season hadn’t even finished, yet I was scrambling around counting the number of days marshalling I had completed and filling out forms to get my nomination submitted. Job one was completed in November and my nomination accepted was in December. … Continue reading F1 – Sun, Sound and the sublime
As I was in between jobs I had an opportunity to tick another race meeting off my never-ending list of races to marshal. The Blancpain GT is a collection of roughly 50 GTs ranging from Ferraris to Aston Martins to Lamborghinis and most other super cars mixed in for good measure. Round Four of the … Continue reading Marshalling Away Weekend: Silverstone Blancpain
After just six race meetings of being an Incident Officer I find myself writing about it? Before it goes against me that I’m either too big for my boots or trying to tell more experienced I/Os what to do, I can inform you that this isn’t that. Instead it is about the struggles and changes … Continue reading Finding My Feet