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Out of the Hunt

james huntLike many people, I suspect, I used to think that James Hunt was a bit of a plonker.  He was a few years older than me – when he was winning the world championship in 1976, I was just finishing law school. We admired his heroic driving, or course, but his poor manners seemed boorish.

Later, I warmed to him. There was something very sad about the extent to which he was laid low by his divorce from his second wife. He worked a few days a year – commentating on the races for the BBC – but was by then so poor that he had to bicycle from his home into London to get to the studio.  And then Continue reading


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