Nothing ever quite runs the way you expect it in Monaco: that's both the excitement of the place, and it's curse. Drivers are never where they're supposed to be, things don't happen at the same time or in the same way, and the routines you develop over the years just don't work here like they do everywhere else Continue
Fashion TV started the weekend off in surreal style by requesting an interview with Romain Grosjean, Sam Bird and Jules Bianchi to discuss the fashion of GP2. Well, of course. Continue
On race day we usually get up around 6.30, or 6.00 if my shirt isn't ironed! We're generally quite close so we can be here in 15 to 20 minutes from our hotel, and the food here in Barcelona is okay: in Istanbul we've brought tins of tuna and baps, depending on which hotel we're in! (laughs) A few of us in the past have had serious food poisoning problems, not at the circuit but from the hotels, so it's best to err on the side of caution.. Continue
“Where is the teammate interview? I thought you said it was going to be on the website, but I couldn't find it.” “Yeah, Alexa hasn't transcribed all of it, because you were talking so much.” “When is she going to do it? I want to see it.” “Soon. But you're on the blog today: I just wrote about you, and there's a photo of you with your new shirt.” “Really? Cool! [pulls out his phone, takes a look] It says there's no comments: why not?” “I guess you just don't have any fans..." Continue
Every driver has a different routine, a different habit or superstition, ahead of their time on track: some of them admit to it, some of them don't, but if you're given access to the pitlane and you look closely enough, you'll see them go through it, even though many of them are unaware of it. Continue
Today I started P21. What can I see from there? I see a lot of cars! I can see the lights, but also we had a light further back on the side. Waiting there I try to really pump myself up: I start screaming a bit, to just psyche myself up, and then I am just focused on the lights. Continue
This morning announced itself with the sun peeking shyly into the room as I awoke, at last: finally some relief from the cold and rain, and even though it wasn't exactly hot when I stood outside the hotel waiting for Didier to bring the car around, at least I wasn't having to do it in a waterproof jacket. Continue
I'm sorry, I really am trying to write a blog to bring you all up to date with the start of the new season, but it is so cold in the paddock right now that I'm struggling to bend my fingers enough to type. Which is bad enough, but made far, far worse by the fact that Alexa is back in her toasty warm hotel room, ordering room service and probably watching TV while the rest of us shiver uncontrollably at the back of the hospitality area.
I should probably go back a bit to explain. Excuse me while I blow on my hands to warm them up enough to continue.