For almost as long as I can remember I've loved motorsport. Probably my oldest memory is getting a telling-off from my dad for moaning about wanting to go home from my nan's to watch the 1979 Argentinian Grand Prix in colour. She only had a black-and-white telly and that simply wouldn't do! Despite this, and my fanatical devotion to making sure that I'd scoffed down my Sunday lunch to ensure I was on pole position on the sofa for whenever Grand Prix was on TV, my love of motorsport was hardly indulged.
I can't help but feel a pang of envy when I hear tales of how friends' and colleagues' families would cart them off across the country and Europe to see their heroes in action, while I was left in Bristol reading the pages of Autosport and hanging on to every word of James Hunt and Murray Walker. There was an aborted attempt to go to Birmingham to see the Superprix in 1986, but with the rain pouring down the trip was abandoned before we left the drive.
I'm not sure what the catalyst was for the 1987 trip to Castle Combe - it was a nice sunny day, that much I can recall. It was a good meeting too. The Dunlop Autosport Star of Tomorrow Formula Ford 1600 race had Justin Bell, Paul Stewart and Allen (as the programme read) McNish, while the FF2000 race - which seemed unfeasibly fast to me at the time - contained Paul Warwick, Paulo Carcasci (what could have been...) and JJ Lehto, although it would be Jonathan Bancroft who prevailed that day.