Jim Clark RIMS for chips...

Doug Nye’s memories of Innes Ireland reminded me of being in the paddock at Aintree for the GP in the early 1960s.

Bruce McLaren was about to go out for practice when Innes, laughing his head off, ran across and sat on his nearside front wheel to stop him.

Bruce saw the joke, as did his wife, alongside on crutches from a water skiing accident. He quickly blipped the throttle and nipped the clutch up, shooting his car forward a yard or so. This spat Innes off to roll on the floor, still laughing like a drain.

At the same meeting I queued up for chips behind Jim Clark; what a contrast to the farrago that passes as Fl now. I haven’t watched a race since Bahrain was confirmed last year.

Arthur Bayley, Tyldesley, Manchester