I wish I was heading off to Monza this week. One of the downsides of being "the chief" at Autosport is that it is the closest thing I've ever had to a proper desk job (mind-numbing temping work in an insurance office when I left university doesn't really count). And the desk job means less of the good stuff: going to races.
With my quota of Grands Prix filled for this year, I'll be watching the Italian Grand Prix on TV like the majority of motor racing fans. But at least I've got a load of great memories to draw on from my previous visits - because Monza is always one of the highlights of the season.
Not because it produces classic races, it must be said. Ever since the dawn of chicanes in the 1970s, the great circuit's reputation for thrilling slipstreamers has become a thing of history.
The place is still the fastest track in F1 and passing opportunities are in greater quantity here than at many others. But it is for classic moments, not classic races, that Monza is best known for now.