My pre-race warm up session went well this morning. I had two breakfasts of Sainsbury's Chicken chunks in jelly in the hostility suite, the first at 8am and the second at 9, and now the Moto3 race is on I've fallen fast asleep. Weird.
Not to worry, it's excellent preparation for joining my servants for their breakfast at the hostility suite in the break between races.
As soon as Moto3 finishes it's off to the hostility suite for some more top class dining. Trouble is, it is not quite ready yet and the chef is in a bit of a panic. I've been instructed to keep from under her feet so I've decided to strategically place myself on the periphery so as to be ready.
I can sense things are about to be placed on the table. Poached eggs on toast, so I'm told. I'll need to eat fast 'cos Moto2 will be starting in a few minutes. Luckily, I'm good at that.
That egg and toast was lovely. Just the job.
Not sure I can stay awake thru' the Moto2 race….nope, I've gone.
I'm not too happy that Mika Kallio didn't win but, hey-ho, I had another splendid meal in the Hostility Suite at 12:45 by way of consolation (that chef is a very accommodating person) and now the MotoGP race is on I simply can't keep me eyes open. Funny that.
Ah well, it'll all be over soon and then it'll be off back to the hostility suite for another splendid repast at 5 (followed by another one at 7).
Yep, all-in-all, a most enjoyable meeting. Roll on Aragon in a fortnight.
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