This weekend a few hundred lucky blighters will saddle up and head off around the streets of Monaco for its biennial historic festival. And I’d like to say the only reason I’m not there doing the same is an irrevocable commitment elsewhere, but the simple truth is I’ve got nothing to drive. Why not just go anyway? Well and pathetic though it sounds, those of us lucky enough to race old cars from time to time find it very hard to watch other people racing old cars knowing as we do the fun we’re missing. But actually, I’d have made an exception for Monaco as I would for the Revival, because when I did drive at the last Monaco Historique two years ago I got almost as much fun watching the other races as I did taking part in my own.