Daily Archives: March 15, 2010

Sir Big Swinging Dick called

You wonder how he does it. I mean, after yesterday’s race everyone is wondering how to rescue F1 from the grave. And here comes Mad Dick. Bellows into the phone, “Bernie my boy! You did it! I knew you’d come through! That was the greatest race the world has ever seen! And don’t say I’m not grateful. I’m gonna arrange free Virgin Upper Class tickets for you and your wife for the rest of your lives.”

So I say, what the Hell do you mean? The race was boring and there was nothing I could do about it. And besides I don’t have a wife. My beloved Slavika has left me. But if you’d arrange them for me and Fabiana, I wouldn’t mind though. My girlfriend Fabiana, that is. Not my assistant, she flies cattle class. Although for some reason she always seems to get an upgrade.

“Bernie! Have you forgotten? Continue reading


Well, the season’s started. Always a relief to see the whole thing getting in motion, all my teams getting their cars on the grid (well, almost all), the local hotel prices quadrupling, and my beloved almost 600 million viewers gathering in front of their tellies. Four World Champions on the grid, the best cars ever. What on Earth can go wrong?

Except what we got to see was arguably the most expensive funeral procession in the world. Continue reading