Predictions

Under most circumstances, I run a mile from making predictions. At an early age, I noticed that all bookmakers lived in a big house and drove a big car, while everybody I knew who poured over form books for hours, got very excited if – once in a blue moon – they won as much as fifty pounds on a horse. Fifty pounds does not buy you a Bentley.

I feel compassion for the editor of one magazine who began his New Year predictions with, “The FIA to ban all electronic driver aids forthwith” and then, after going through a further wish list for 2003, which included a desire for Elkhart Lake to be allowed a second US Grand Prix, more or less said, “Okay folks, I’m just dreaming.” My copy of the magazine arrived the day after the FIA announced that it was its intention to ban all driver aids forthwith.