BRENT, NORTH LONDON

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

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

I’m currently driving a Ford Capri, a spacious and enjoyable all-rounder of a car that disguises its Volkswagen ID 4 basis well. The body control is enhanced in a typically Ford way (perhaps a bit too

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