I had a lark with Mark in Park

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I WENT trackside with the fans to watch the Australian Grand Prix — and had a bonzer time.

Primed by lurid tales of boozed-up Aussie louts hurling beer cans at cars during the nation’s “great race,” the Bathurst 1,000, I expected a raucous gathering.
But nothing could be further from the truth.
Instead the fans were a pretty fair reflection of modern Australia itself. Polite, helpful, knowledgeable, a heap more cultured than yesteryear — and placid to an almost unnerving degree.
Yes, there were scattered cheers when local hero Mark Webber wiggled his Red Bull past on the parade lap at Melbourne’s glorious Albert Park circuit. But nothing like the flag-waving, horn-blowing lion’s roar of support that greets the likes of Lewis Hamilton and Jenson Button at Silverstone.
There was barely a groan when Webber made his customary lousy start from his front row grid position, condemning him to a lacklustre race for the minor points.



Perhaps, despite all the hype from the circuit commentators, who insisted this could finally be the year when Webber came good, they just didn’t buy it.

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