š āWhen an F1 boss goes gardening, it usually ends with someone else being pruned.ā
Christian Horner has stepped back into the spotlight ā first in Manhattan, then via a discreet late-night visit to Aston Martinās Silverstone HQ.
He isnāt gardening. Heās shopping. And the whisper is heās being courted not for a headset, but for control.
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ā¼ļø July 2025
After two decades of empire-building at Red Bull ā trophies, politics, diplomatic fires ā Horner finally walks.
He vanishes into family time: Scotland, Croatia, long walks and longer silences.
The paddock reads silence the way financiers read volatility: with raised eyebrows.
Rumours settle⦠briefly.
ā¼ļø Then November arrives.
Horner resurfaces in Manhattan, moving through Wall Streetās canyon of capital as though choosing partners the way others choose starters.
ā¼ļø Meanwhile, at Aston Martin:
Andy Cowell steps aside.
Adrian Newey ā returning prodigal and aerodynamicist deity ā rises to Team Principal for 2026.
In a scene straight out of MI6 fan-fiction, Newey reportedly hosts Horner for a private, night-time tour of Silverstone.
Horner isnāt hunting for a pit-wall job. Heās hunting for ownership, strategy power and equity.
Aston denies everything, which naturally fuels belief.
Alpine remains a fallback if Silverstoneās stars misalign.
ā¼ļø The quiet truth?
Horner didnāt leave Red Bull to prune roses.
Heās positioning himself for the next boardroom reshuffle.
ā¼ļø Why it Matters:
š ‘Behind every F1 denial is a story trying very hard to escape.’
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