The aesthete

STOW-ON-THE-WOLD, GLOUCESTERSHIRE

Opera is dead. And has been for quite a long time. I don’t care what anybody says about Poulenc and Prokofiev, I cannot be persuaded that any listenable music theatre has been written since Puccini. (

A 60-YEAR-OLD car with just over 20,000 miles on the clock, no matter what the marque, is a rare beast. That it had remained in the same ownership all its life is unusual, and that it should survive u

Brake hard, drop to second, wipe the wheel as you thrust forwards again and gather the second apex, run wide on exit and then gun this Riley Brooklands down the very short straight accompanied by what

Ollie Gheerbrant suggests that dogs suffer from EV acoustics (12 November). My 10-year-old Labrador would disagree, riding calmly and quietly in the back of my Volkswagen ID 4 with no ill effects even

It seems to me that old cars are the nearest thing we have to working time machines: they are ideal for triggering memories, or even the feel and flavour of a particular era. Sports cars, of course, a