Your essential F1 briefing #23 Succession
Name Succession Age As old as human civilisation Appearance Assertive, when visible
Wasn’t that an abandoned single by Heaven 17? No, you twit, I refer to the word. I see. You know, my aunt has had a succession of door-to-door salesmen around recently. She’s now the proud owner of, among other things, a steam wand for sweeping the floor. Gave the cat quite a fright. I’m thinking of disconnecting the doorbell. That’s not quite what I had in mind. What then? Succession. From Old French. Via the Latin successionem meaning: “a coming into another’s place”. But an idea that, in fact, has been central to human civilisation ever since Homo sapiens lumbered forth from the Stygian murk and began to bash one another over the head with bones to determine who was in charge. Ye gods! Sounds like a Tory leadership contest. In recent weeks, both Ferrari president Sergio Marchionne and Mclaren optimiser-in-chief Ron Dennis have spoken about the need to identify a successor to Bernie Ecclestone in the long run. I’ll bet they have. And have they humbly and self-deprecatingly put themselves forward for the role, hmmm? Ron did say: “I would be flattered to be asked.” I do hope he’s not holding his breath for that. He went on to say: “I would decline.” Dear Lord! He sounds like one of those people who take umbrage when you neglect to offer them a crisp, and then when you apologise for the oversight and grudgingly thrust the packet their way, say they didn’t want one anyway. Highly infra dig, I know. Still, it’s out there. People are thinking about the succession. Aren’t they always? If I were Bernie I’d pull some stunt to show them who’s in charge, like that Roman emperor who made his horse a senator. Perhaps it could be a Prancing Horse!
Do say Thank goodness Sergio and Ron have identified a future need that nobody had noticed Don’t say I’m feeling a little ho(a)rse