Its with sadness I have to say that my father, who doubled as our chief race mechanic and Brandy taster passed away (failed scrutineering seems more apt) on the 25th of March, his birthday no less, at the age of 81.
He was a committed petrol head from a young age and I'm sure he'll have already found his place in the great MG garage in the sky. He was the reason I first stepped foot in an MG and convinced me to go racing. He has a lot to answer for! It's amazing to think that that was now over 40 years ago.
The photograph below was taken in a cafe in France, we were talking tactics before a race meeting. James Hunt famously wore a badge saying sex was the breakfast of champions, I think my father would have made a good case for a double espresso, a brandy and a cigar being better. Maybe that's why we seldom won! We have some great memories and he will be sorely missed.