Stephen bayley

My taste buds became attuned to the sweet tang of forbidden fruit via the Gran Turismo video game. Many a car fan of my generation waxes lyrical about how this game turned them into petrolheads, but t

ONE of the reasons why we love classic cars is because they each have their own individual character. They’re not bland or homogenous, thanks to their distinctive designs and soundtracks. Nowhere is t

In the mid-1980s, despite regularly making nuisances of ourselves at our local bike shop, my girlfriend Josie and I were determined to resist all attempts to turn us into racing cyclists. While happy

How quickly empires can fall and dynasties wither. Within living memory the Rootes Group, once one of the key players in the UK’s booming motor industry, was producing a range of sports saloons that w

Excited and apprehensive, I’m driving my Renault 5 long-termer 190 miles from home to Watergate Bay, Cornwall, for the local car club’s annual sprint. For two days a year, they close the road between

The good thing about running two examples of the same model – 1964 Ford Galaxies in my case – is that you can contrast and compare by swapping parts around. Long before the recent round of work descri