What I should be doing now
Discussion
By now we would be home.
The hello to the wife and kids would come later, work and nursery / school would still be in progress.
A quick set of goodbyes and I'd be jumping into the family car to run the 2 Isle of Man guys to Birmingham airport. This would give me a good hour or so skive, used to smoke the rest of my fags, drink a coffee or two, and sit in quiet contemplation at a roadside Costa.
It's over, and for now life completely sucks.
Just as happens coming home from the TT, coming back to the real world after Le Mans is just tedious.
I will console myself tomorrow by sending out the wattsapp on the new group called "Le Mans 2021", starting with the words...putting this out now to all those people who might be interested in coming next year - please let me know if that isn't you so I can trim down the list"......concluding with "by September I will need to know who is definitely coming so I can start planning vehicles with a view to making bookings in October". I will also start contemplating new things to try next year - but it will still be a reasonably crap day, followed by a particularly crap couple of weeks.
In 2 or 3 weeks time someone in our group of friends will tell us how excited they are about a trip to Lego Land, as if it could possibly be anything more than a tedious rip off...and absolutely nothing to get excited about unless you are a 5 yr old. Someone else will ask me if I'm going to the "food festival" - full of people with no life what-so-ever sitting on grass in their fake straw hats, feeling good about the fact that they've just paid 20 quid for some foreign looking kebab cooked in a kitchen in Birmingham. I can't even be arsed to explain it to them, there's no point. Most people have never lived, they won't get it.
Someone else will get excited about Wimbledon coming up - something that couldn't be duller if it tried, only followed by the masses because they think it will help them to become socially acceptable. God help us if Endurance racing or motorbike road racing was the "herd in vogue" thing, these events would be rammed, overpriced and horribly misrepresented (hello F1 Silverstone).
For me the misery will last for about a month. The race, the lads, the food, the wine, the freedom, France, the sense of occasion, the sites, the sounds, the colour...its all over.
At some point in July a spark of enthusiasm will return as I get used to normal life again, and start appreciating the family, friends and things around me.
A summer holiday somewhere will break the stuffy Midlands weather (hate the summers here, rest of the year though is very good).
By September I'll be properly ok - the Manx Grand Prix is a very nice solo trip, a complete pleasure, a good long weekend. In the same month I'll be confirming numbers for next year...and suddenly there's only 9 months left to go, with bookings to be made in October...and ....and ....and....the whole cycle has started all over again...
The hello to the wife and kids would come later, work and nursery / school would still be in progress.
A quick set of goodbyes and I'd be jumping into the family car to run the 2 Isle of Man guys to Birmingham airport. This would give me a good hour or so skive, used to smoke the rest of my fags, drink a coffee or two, and sit in quiet contemplation at a roadside Costa.
It's over, and for now life completely sucks.
Just as happens coming home from the TT, coming back to the real world after Le Mans is just tedious.
I will console myself tomorrow by sending out the wattsapp on the new group called "Le Mans 2021", starting with the words...putting this out now to all those people who might be interested in coming next year - please let me know if that isn't you so I can trim down the list"......concluding with "by September I will need to know who is definitely coming so I can start planning vehicles with a view to making bookings in October". I will also start contemplating new things to try next year - but it will still be a reasonably crap day, followed by a particularly crap couple of weeks.
In 2 or 3 weeks time someone in our group of friends will tell us how excited they are about a trip to Lego Land, as if it could possibly be anything more than a tedious rip off...and absolutely nothing to get excited about unless you are a 5 yr old. Someone else will ask me if I'm going to the "food festival" - full of people with no life what-so-ever sitting on grass in their fake straw hats, feeling good about the fact that they've just paid 20 quid for some foreign looking kebab cooked in a kitchen in Birmingham. I can't even be arsed to explain it to them, there's no point. Most people have never lived, they won't get it.
Someone else will get excited about Wimbledon coming up - something that couldn't be duller if it tried, only followed by the masses because they think it will help them to become socially acceptable. God help us if Endurance racing or motorbike road racing was the "herd in vogue" thing, these events would be rammed, overpriced and horribly misrepresented (hello F1 Silverstone).
For me the misery will last for about a month. The race, the lads, the food, the wine, the freedom, France, the sense of occasion, the sites, the sounds, the colour...its all over.
At some point in July a spark of enthusiasm will return as I get used to normal life again, and start appreciating the family, friends and things around me.
A summer holiday somewhere will break the stuffy Midlands weather (hate the summers here, rest of the year though is very good).
By September I'll be properly ok - the Manx Grand Prix is a very nice solo trip, a complete pleasure, a good long weekend. In the same month I'll be confirming numbers for next year...and suddenly there's only 9 months left to go, with bookings to be made in October...and ....and ....and....the whole cycle has started all over again...
Edited by wsn03 on Monday 15th June 15:45
Powerfully Built PSC Director - Outside IR35 said:
Yeah, just double checked that and have been advised it would have been 8am out of LM for the 12pm boat Dieppe to Newhaven. Of course, all based on last year.
I'm jealous because I leave at 11am for the midnight ferry, and by about 3pm I've run out of distractions.Didn't want you to miss the boat next year
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