An offord you can’t refuse

The classics you love, drive and restore

t’s the sound that gets you. The deep burble of serious cubic inches loafing contentedly through England’s capital turns heads, eager to see what’s rumbling through the quiet, early-morning streets. M

IT WAS A case of right place, right time. I was driving back from London on the M40 when a friend called to say that what looked like a half-reasonable 1934 Sunbeam 25 Touring saloon had popped up for

Conditions were perfect. It was a warm, dry afternoon and we were yards from a lightly trafficked and derestricted German autobahn. I joined from the sliproad, saw there was nothing in front, checked

(1962-1969)

The 1920s were not easy years in Germany. World War One had left the country impoverished and economic inflation was rife. It was a time of consolidation, as the nation’s industrialists analysed the s