Remember, a few yrs ago, coming home from work in Porthcawl on an F1 Sunday.

Was knackered mentally and fizzically and was looking forward to a season-defining race.

Made a sandwich or two, opened a bottle of eau-de-vin and made myself comfortable.

Turned on the telly and it happened to be on a news prog. The very first words emitted were 'and the xxxxxx GP was won by xxxxxxx'. Bah.