Of course I'm kidding. These marshals are highly trained and I doubt they get to see much of the Grand Prix, as they'd need to be totally vigilant in their work at every second. It's also dangerous.
There are 650 marshals at the Monaco Grand Prix. The ones you see here (taken on the Thursday during a break between practice) are known as
Chefs de Poste. There are also
Commmissaires au feu, Commissaires de signalisation and
Commissaires d'intervention. The ones you see here, I believe, are the ones who would quickly remove a crashed car by hooking it up to one of the many cranes around the track, allowing the race to continue as soon as possible.
These marshals are sitting alongside a statue on the edge of the port of
Louis Chiron, the Monegesque Gentleman Driver, a major part of Bugatti's history.
Please click on the link to read about this legendary man. There are other ways of watching the Grand Prix and I don't have special photographs - from one of the hotels, for instance, and also from a restaurant. I read in Nice-Matin that seats at one of the port restaurants were available at 650 euros a head.
Tomorrow - more shots of Monaco at Grand Prix time.
Two more monumental heads by the Spanish artist, Manolo Valdés, currently on display in the Casino Gardens. Well, actually three: the sculpture in the large photo is called Ivy. Tucked behind you see Ada.
The Casino Garden boasts many spectacular and rare trees but at the moment, none create shade and catch the eye quite like the beautiful jacarandas.
An attractive lady photographs Regina - a 2005 sculpture by the Spanish artist, Manolo Valdés - part of an exhibition of his monumental heads in the Casino Gardens. The blue tree is a Jacaranda.
This is the Ladies/Women's loo at the Monte Carlo Bay Resort Hotel. 
La Note Bleue is not only a beach restaurant but also a Jazz Lounge at night - you see a small part of it here. The ambiance is superb. And always beautiful fresh flowers.
You don't expect to see furniture for sale on the beach, do you?
If you walk alongside the yachts in port, you'll see notices on most of the entry-phones: Fully Crewed. No Day Work.
The Grand Prix wouldn't be the Grand Prix without a plethora of pretty girls.
Alright, not the greatest photo, I agree, but there is something wrong in this first photo.
During a break between practice sessions, suddenly the track got busy with snakes of tyres being towed from the Pit Lane and along part of the track. Each team had a different colour vehicle with guys holding onto the tyres to prevent them falling off.
Of course I'm kidding. These marshals are highly trained and I doubt they get to see much of the Grand Prix, as they'd need to be totally vigilant in their work at every second. It's also dangerous.
