This is not, emphatically, to be anti‑success. Hamilton, as I have written this week, is the worthiest of champions, a quicksilver genius who saved his best start for the most important race, to win his second title for a second defining F1 marque. But if you wanted an explanation for why F1 drivers are regarded as not quite of this world, or why Hamilton is not loved unconditionally by his countryman, it might lie in the fact that in 2008, despite having made more money than he could have dreamt of, he transplanted himself — as a man not known for his cultural affinity with Switzerland — to Geneva, where he could amass even more.