I'm on holiday this weekend (at Butlins Skegness), and was worried about my Grand Prix fix. Of course I shouldn't have worried. After all, the teams practice so much at the Barcelona circuit the race is effectivly over after the first corner (apart from the obligatory super fast Schumie pitstop). What was intruiging was the in depth discussion of the race with the Barman.
"Oh look, the blue car is beating the red car. Was he first at the start?"
"The red car was first. The blue car was fourth'"
"Who was second?"
"The white car"
"Isn't the white car third?"
"No, the other white car was third."
"So the blue car will win?"
"No, the red car will. The red car always wins..."
"Ah"
"...but smart old Blue he took the Milky Way."
You can't beat a Redcoat for humour or perception, can you?
Posted by Jim at May 10, 2024 08:26 PM