Dad and Helen have just been here for a week and the visit coincided with Dad's birthday. His 66th, in case you were wondering. To mark the occasion we took him to the Bahrain International Circuit, home of the Bahrain Grand Prix. We held our own race ahead of April's F1 race. On the karts. In particularly fetching headgear.
Isabelle and Olivia went first on the kids' track. Isabelle, cautious at first, hunted down the two boys in the karts ahead of her with an icy determination and is now hooked. She has already planned a return visit for her birthday treat in November.
Olivia shot off at breakneck speed without, I fear, having listened to any instructions and totally unaware of where the brake was located. However, it was her inability to multi-task (odd in a girl) which was her downfall and she creamed into the safety barrier on lap 8, having been unable to adjust her helmet, wave for the camera and negotiate a hairpin bend at the same time.
After a minor equipment blip (Helen's head is just too small for an adult helmet) the senior team took to the track. And if Ian EVER tells any of you that he is not competitive - he's lying. It's the whoop of undisguised delight as he skids past you on the inside that gives it away. Needless to say he was the fastest.
And it's all good value for money. Ian and Dad got hours of post-karting entertainment out of analysing and re-analysing the lap times they were given.
Helen and I got the dinner. So what's new?!
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