When recently I accused professional cyclists on the Tour de France (and de Kent) of being cheating, Lycra-clad drug-takers, no-one took offence.

Maybe this attempt to induce a reaction from the Autocar faithful will succeed: I reckon it’s only the really, really stupid who think that Formula One is some sort of level playing field founded on fair sporting competition and mutual respect.

The Corinthian spirit, which ought to be its guiding principle, is totally lacking from F1, and actually that’s what could make it more interesting. F1 is techno war, as far as I can see. And it’s just got interesting.

After all that 'Ferrarigate' espionage stuff and argy-bargy between drivers, F1 started to make an otherwise boring couple of hours on a Sunday slightly interesting.

Take away the underhand stuff and you are left with little more interesting than competing corporate logos. It’s hard to raise enthusiasm and cheer for a multinational bank or mobile phone operator, and even harder to feel inspired by the drivers, who are, in my view, just very fit geeks.

However, when they hate each other a bit and the teams are spying on each other all of sudden, an F1 round starts to resemble the latest James Bond film, which is brilliant.