I got wiiiiings!

So, last week was an absolutely epic week for me. Professionally it was crazy but good with press week and meetings and visiting suppliers.

On Monday, for the first time ever, the explanation for the slow, delayed and lumpy ride on thetrain really was the 'wrong kind of leaves'. How we laughed.

Note that this week, train grumpiness is on track to be re-established. So far my train to work has been cancelled for two days in a row. This is bad for three reasons:

1. Being late for work. Only by a few moments as next train has been fine, so not a problem for me, but it's the principle, and it's a problem for other people.
2. Having to sit on a platform for an extra 20 minutes freezing my a$$ off. Not fun!
3. (and most important) That's 20 minutes extra in bed I could have had!

Me with one of David Coulthard's cars. It still has a map of the last circuit driven on the steering wheel.

Spent the weekend with the girls in Purley watching movies, drinking wine, eating good homemade food and bitching about the universe in general, which was marvellous.

The drive home was interesting, with complete lunatics who should not be allowed to be in charge of 1.5tonnes of metal that hurtles along at any speed whatsoever. On the other hand, a Range Rover Evoque, a black batmobile-like BMW sporty thing and a Landrover with a camera in the back, all faffing about in a layby seemed to point to the Top Gear team being in town, which made me very happy. You never know, but Ghostie's bum might be on BBC2 one day.

And last, but by no means least, in fact far from it, I got to go to the Red Bull Racing factory. That's not the one where they make fizzy, highly caffeinated drinks, but the one where they make really, really fast cars that win world championships.

It was very large, with the enormous buildings, all of which were white and pristine. No dust in hard to reach places to be seen anywhere. And F1 cars are all that's designed and built there.

The people there were still on a high from their boy Sebastian Vettel winning the World Championship for the second time a couple of weeks ago. We got to see some of the hi-tech engineering machines, and the scale model that goes into the wind-tunnel for testing, and some of the cars that weren't being used - and they had the niftiest 'petrol pump' fridges full of Red Bull drinks around.

Slightly terrifying were the F1 cars hanging around on walls or on the ceiling above ones head. I'm sure they'd never fall down, but if one did, it would hurt. And very magnificent were all the trophies in reception - you don't realise how beautiful and uniquely designed that most of them are (apart from the ones that are sponsors logos) on the telly.

There's not a lot more I can say without getting really geeky, but it was a totally fab experience.