Once again the Monkey drives like a monkey.  A damp qualy session was as slippery as one of the ice-lollies that seemed strangely appropriate in the afternoon.  I failed to find space, even when I dropped back I’d catch everyone up after half a lap and I never made myself a clear run.  Qualified P17.

When the lights went out I found 1st, 2nd and 3rd gears, and worked my way up from 17th to 10th place by lap 5.  Chris Rome and Ben were about 3 seconds in-front of me and I was concentrating on catching them, seemingly making time by monstering the Esses and Bobbies.  Unfortunately Bobbies bit, giving me a nice view of the rape field, and time to contemplate my driving while the entire field went past, before I could safely rejoin.  Combe 1, Monkey 0.  Seeing the final outcome of Ben v Chris, its not such a bad thing I was safely half a lap behind by then!

Roll on Snet.