Well! It’s that time of year when for 24 straight hours the Le Mans sound scape is screaming high performance engines!

I went for the first time last year (can’t go this year unfortunately) it was one of the if not the best holidays of my life. Why? Because it had a bit of everything for me. My bro, cousin and I took our motorbikes from Glasgow to Le Mans, nothing like a bike of touring on the bikes coupled with my first trip on the Euro tunnel. Yes we got lost for 15 hours driving around the North West Quarter of France but it was still fun and I got to see the sights!

When we arrived at the campsite we got a warm welcome from the 1st Ticket team.

After setting up camp and getting a well deserved sleep we woke up and bought a BBQ lots of meat and veg and most importantly cheap French beer!! …still better than Tennants

Before it all started the fam and I hung around drink beer and talk crap, good times!! Then we started to get to chatting to our neighbours which we’d found out we were racing on the way over! Cracking guys! I’ve never met a bunch of gay men that into cars and motor sports! There’s your stereotypes right out the window!!

To cap it all off after the race we walked around the Le Mans track whist trying to avoid getting hit by boy racers that found their way onto the track. Finally we got hunger and went to the ‘kebab’ place. OMG they had a food called Steak Frite which is basically baguette, hamburger, skinny chips and cheese sauce in a panini! That and beer is the food of gods, GODS! I wake up at night thinking about it

There were a few other stories from the trip like how I dealt with my French interview with Sony. But it’s a blog you don’t have all day to read