I knew nothing about motor racing when Tony and my sister Charis became an item. Soon after, I followed him from Silverstone to Cambridge - him in a bog-standard and somewhat ancient Citroen 2CV, me in some much faster Audi modern. Could I keep up with him? Not a chance. Not a hope in hell. That's when I started to appreciate this man had strange powers to bend the laws of physics and move along the surface of the earth much faster than ordinary mortals (coolly, calmly and undemonstratively of course). I came to admire what a splendid, old-fashioned, gentleman he was - in all the very best meanings of those words. We miss you Tony.
I knew nothing about motor racing when Tony and my sister Charis became an item. Soon after, I followed him from Silverstone to Cambridge - him in a bog-standard and somewhat ancient Citroen 2CV, me in some much faster Audi modern. Could I keep up with him? Not a chance. Not a hope in hell. That's when I started to appreciate this man had strange powers to bend the laws of physics and move along the surface of the earth much faster than ordinary mortals (coolly, calmly and undemonstratively of course). I came to admire what a splendid, old-fashioned, gentleman he was - in all the very best meanings of those words. We miss you Tony.