Ho ho am I alone in feeling nothing but sympathy and admiration for Seb Vettel. He's a racing driver just doing his job and putting on a bloody good show in the process. Webber is a sulky has-been who has just been tonked yet again by his far superior team-mate. You'd think he'd have learnt to live with it by now?!
And big ups to Lewis Hamilton too, beneficiary from team orders and clearly not happy with it. Hopefully Nico will thank him by beating him roundly for the rest of the year...
We've just been watching the Malaysian Grand Prix, for those who think I've resorted to stringing together meaningless and unrelated words in the name of this blog. Thought you'd have noticed by now I was already doing that as far back as post 1.....
Today we made a very late start but kept with the plan to head to Manly Beach. Those in the know will tell you that Manly is far better than the world-famous Bondi.... That's a surfing beach, frequented by over-tanned, over-developed posers who have borrowed their mum's ironing board without asking her. After passing through Bondi yesterday, I can do nothing but agree with those in the know. The beach at Manly is great, the water is warm and the swimming is easy. It also has lots of nice eateries and a very nice ferry ride away from Circular Quay. The return trip gives us the best views yet of the glorious harbour, bridge and of course the beautiful Opera House. We spent a couple of hours on the beach under warm sun as a pre-cursor to our trip up to Bribie. The practice session is tough, but necessary to ensure we perform our best during our week at the beach up there in Queensland.
We hurry back to Petersham as Jez is doing roast lamb, and very, very fine it is too. Poor old Philip has done his back and matters worsen as Rebecca calls to tell him the 306 has croaked it too. We hurry dinner down as we want to want to watch the Grand Prix and a corker it is too, except for the dozy Mclaren mechanics who yet again send JB out with three wheels on his wagon. Not content with sending out their drivers in what look like barely mobile sheds compared to the other top teams, they like to test their drivers further by taking bits off their cars at pit stops as well....
So here we are at the end of day 15, rounding it off by watching Borat....mental. Not seen it before, very funny in a twisted sort of way.Almost as funny as the advert over here for 'Ross Kemp in Search of Pirates'... What's Mr Potato Head doing over here?
Off to Taronga Zoo tomorrow, just hope they let me out at closing time......
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