In 1958 Jacky Ickx was taken by his father Jacques, a prominent journalist, to the Belgian Grand Prix at Spa-Francorchamps, and was so bored that he asked to be taken home.
"Maybe I have always been a bit unusual," Jacky smiled. "The truth is that I never wanted to be a racing driver - never thought about it. Yes, I went to Spa, but I was absolutely not interested. I remember seeing Stirling [Moss] and others at home in Brussels for a cocktail party before the race - even that didn't impress me!"
Ultimately Jacques Ickx came to dislike motor racing, explaining that he had lost too many friends. "Exactly," said his son. "So many had gone that it was hurting him, but still he supported me when I started. I wasn't good at school, but at 16 I was given a trials motorcycle, and for the first time was able to do something well, and realised I could be a winner."