I can’t offer any great insight into the life of Paul Newman, whose death was announced this weekend.

Paul Newman I certainly can’t add anything about his acting or racing careers that hasn’t been said elsewhere, and in far greater depth.

But I was lucky enough to sit next to him once – as he bounced an early ‘997’ generation Porsche 911 over the kerbs at Mondello Park for a charity event – and I confirm that his enthusiasm for cars, and his driving ability, were completely genuine.

I was meant to be interviewing him at a fundraising event for his ‘Hole in the Wall’ children’s charity. That plan failed when I got bundled into the car with a whirring dictaphone and, as an intensely private man, he politely declined the chance for a chat: “I’m just here to drive: I’m the fastest taxi driver in Ireland.”

The following five laps were a combination of impressive pace and a quiet, semi-private commentary as he acclimatised to the track and the car – “it always goes light there,” “faster through there”, “later on the brakes”.