Not sure whether this really counts but dredged from my memory banks I recall a tall, well built Englishman - not one normally separated from his creature comforts for long (I know this as he was one of the members of our party...) - sweating profusely under the already strong morning sun of race-day morning. It wasn't the heat of the sun though that was the cause of his perspiration rather it was the strain of holding in an evening of over indulgent drinking and feasting from the night before.
Having been hit by a wave of internal activity his face became ashen at the realistion that, located as we were at the time in the middle of the Bugatti Circuit (Garage Vert), there simply was not time to make it to the nearest toilet facility... What to do, what to do...
Thankfully the answer was provided by one of the locals. Emerging from his pre-race slumbers in the back of his car, the local strolled over to the edge of the circuit, climbed atop one of the shrink-wrappped tyre-stacks more commonly used for crash protection and proceded to remove his trousers and... well I am sure you can guess the rest.
Inspired by such liberated behaviour, our party member quickly followed the example.
So the most bizarre site... two fully grown men using tyre barriers as toilets under the full scrutiny of the Garage Vert LM contingent.
Needs must I suppose. I know our party member looks back at the whole incident with equal measures of complete shame and utter, utter relief
