Le Mans

A few miles down to London, a few more to Dover, a slow boat to Calais, a dash through Northern France to Le Mans. All in a bloody Porsche 911 to visit Le 24 heures du Mans.

A lot of standing around, quite a bit of drinking, a lot of eating and some lovely cars.

Lunch

Time for relaxing

Relax

Off to Le Mans

My mate Bilko sent me an email earlier this week inviting me to join him in his annual pilgrimage to Le Mans in June. The Boss says I can have the time off so I am going.

I have never been before and am really looking forward to it.

Minor downside. Bilko and two others have Porsches. We are going to Le Mans in bloody Porsches not red Italian stallions. C’est la vie.