BRENT, NORTH LONDON

I SUCCUMBED. OR, as younger people say, I caved. I’d been looking at my Phantom’s bodywork (the victim of a blow-over respray prior to my renewed ownership, after a white ‘wrap’ was removed) and alway

As barn finds go, they don’t get much better than this 1972 911 Targa that emerged from a dusty garage where it had lain since 1982. Acquired by the unidentified family when it was just a year old, th

I HAVE HAD a subscription to Octane for over 20 years, but I read with even more pleasure than usual your feature on driving a Lancia Lambda to Varallo in North Italy. It brought back many marvellous

My phone buzzes. It’s a new piece of intel: my target has been sighted moving past Hyde Park Corner. That’s about half a mile from where I’m standing, outside the old US embassy in a cold, dark Grosve

People are prone to certain behavioural ticks, the sort of misjudgements that depart from rationality. This would be one of them. On entering the environs of an active airbase, the sensible thing to d