I remember griping about the cost of entry to the Brands Hatch Superprix classic race festival in 1988. However I still cherish the memories of John Surtees and countless other legends absolutely caning it down Paddock and into Druids on all sorts of racing exotica. And I sometimes get tingly at the memory of the wail of the Honda 250/6. I could hear it clearly wherever it was on the circuit, from the time it was being warmed up in the paddock until the moment they turned it off after some spirited laps.
So, what cost the experience?
And to be fair, I have to live a daily life of restraint and rationing, so I think I'll treat it as my one luxury of the summer.
Funnily enough, after last week's sterling ITV4 programme about the 1980's 'unrideable' GP 500s, I dug out a 1988 copy of 'Road Racer' magazine, with articles on Sarron, Mackenzie, Gardner, et al, As I flicked through I found the page that I'd clipped a voucher from, that entitled me to a discount on entry to the Bol D'or. So at least that saved me some money. However the two week jaunt across Europe that my girlfriend and I made of the trip must have made it the most expensive race ticket of my life. Although I did get pissed at the Oktoberfest on the (convoluted) way and I did see Motorhead at the circuit. I also managed to buy an £8 cup of coffee in Bern, but that's a different story.
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