If the rain had stayed away I’m sure Sunday would have been drier, but probably not as good as it was.

Even though I’ve been to Silverstone before, I’ve never gone for a Grand Prix, and being that it’s going to be the penultimate one for a little while at least made the opportunity to get in an amongst the action all that more special.

Will, Henry, Alan and myself managed to get ourselves some pretty decent tickets thanks to a contact of ours (to whom we’re really grateful) which meant we got access to the private BRDC car park, clubhouse, marquee, bar and grandstand. We also ended up with pit lane walkabout tickets thanks to Adam and the time in between races making the most of the very good coffee and muffins.

Despite the bad weather (which was inevitable) spirits were high, and by the time the race kicked off and Hamilton raced into first place the atmosphere was buzzing and the crowds were excitable. We had the use of a hill and grandstand with particularly good views (some might say the best on the circuit) and a corner that went from dry to wet to dry to wet during the course of the seventy-odd laps which meant there were plenty of retirements, spins, tussles and overtaking. There wasn’t a dull moment.

Also of note, I’ve never seen so many Aston Martins in my life - the car park was packed with interesting beasts; Ferraris, Lambos, Maseratis and the odd Veyron. On the walkabout we ended up on the right side of the line (also a couple of friends of ours managed to crash a certain Mclaren afterparty), the red arrows were impressive, for the morning races I was standing about six feet away from Tony Hamilton, and despite having to wait about an hour to escape the centre of the track at the end of the day, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Grand Prixes may become a regular feature of my calendar in the future.

Usually I’d just mention the big Grand Prix as the big event of the weekend, but I’ve been packing it in recently, but Saturday had also been busy. We took Aid clay pigeon shooting for his birthday, something I’ve not done for just over ten years, but had a great time doing that too, and surprised myself by being better than I thought I’d be (that’s not hard - I really believed I’d be as abysmal as I was last time).

Overall, a lot of photos and tiredness but above all, a really awesome weekend.

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