Constantine on the Brooklands banking, under the Members Bridge where competitors drove to the infield. Spectators walked through a tunnel further round.
Constantine & David Spence chatting in front of the Brooklands Clubhouse, with David's 24 in background
I picked Constantine up at his hotel on Sunday after breakfast, we spent a few hours looking round Brooklands, then back to my place where my wife had prepared a chicken dinner, and Constantine amazed us with tales from his epic journey.
Dropped him back late that night to pick up his hire car. This man comes from Melbourne, where a winter day means you might think about a jacket: - he paid extra to have a ragtop in November to drive north to Scotland! What an explorer!
Jem, I think Constantine might be pulling your leg a little about Melbourne's weather. The only constant about it is you will usually get four seasons in one day! Either that, or he was a milk delivery man in another life.
Allan from down under.