A breathless, bizarre and incident-packed Mexico City ePrix saw Lucas di Grassi pick up his first win of the season in the most unlikely of circumstances. An unusual-looking grid, further affected by penalties for Jérôme d'Ambrosio and super-pole winner Daniel Abt (both for incorrect tyre pressures) had NextEV's Oliver Turvey starting from the front, and DS Virgin's José María López alongside. Championship leader Sébastien Buemi could only reach 7th, and di Grassi back in 15th. Turvey made a clean getaway from the line, but there was immediately plenty of action taking place behind him. Nick Heidfeld overtook Jean-Éric Vergne in the run to the first corner to take third. Da Costa lost several places when he locked up while attempting to overtake Sam Bird, but managed to rejoin the race quickly. A concertina effect on a busy turn three saw several cars make contact. The most significant incident being Stephane Sarrazin rear-ending a near-stationary Lucas di Grassi. T...
I watched this week's Apprentice at half-past-three on Wednesday morning, having been staring at a computer screen for about a day. As a result, my memory of precisely what happened are slightly cloudy. The Guardian 's excellent " live blog " has handily filled in the gaps. Our six would-be apprentices were given the task of selling wealthy punters the chance to spend some time with some fantastic supercars. Apparently, this is a rapidly growing new business venture, although quite why struck me as a tad confusing. Surely the whole point of those things is to drive them – fast ? Unless you own your own racetrack, there's not much opportunity to do that on the UK's roads... It soon became clear, though, that the target audience was disgustingly rich grade-A posers. Depending on your point of view, poor/useless Lucinda was unfairly/fairly treated by her team-mates this week. Having said she wouldn't feel comfortable selling on her own (because she...
So, that's it then. After three years, six semesters, eighteen modules, four exams, thirty-six essays, three presentations, hundreds of lectures, dozens of seminars, one theatre trip and one, solitary visit to the library, my time at university has come to an end. Our final exam was on Tuesday, and while it didn't go fantastically well, in truth that's not really important. What matters is that I've completed my course, and I can look back at the work I've done with pride. Regrets? I've had a few, but I've learnt something from every single one of them, and in many ways that's quite satisfying. If I had my time again, would I choose to do English Literature? Probably not, but that certainly doesn't mean I haven't enjoyed my time here. I've met some wonderful people, had some really great times, and I've learnt to stand on my own two feet. There's more challenges ahead, and things are moving fast now. One of my housemates move...