BEEN THERE, DUNE THAT.
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1985 WAS MY FIRST full season of Formula 1 and I hadn’t been back to Zandvoort, or Holland, since – until the grand prix came back this year. The whole area, everything, was very much as I remember: sand dunes, the beach. Pickled herrings – you can buy pickled herrings and chips and mayo in the little shelters they’ve got lined up like little caravans all the way along the seafront. That was exactly the same as I remember from 1985, though it feels a little bit more upmarket now. They’ve got beach clubs, and the whole place has quite a nice vibe to it.
Holland is really cool. We stayed in Haarlem, a picturesque city to the east of the circuit, with a canal and a windmill and all the typical things you associate with the Netherlands. We used a back road to drive to the track, and along that route you go through these massive mature forests with trees coming over the road, huge houses dotted around. It has a really strong
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