STOW-ON-THE-WOLD, GLOUCESTERSHIRE

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The classics you love, drive and restore

I WAS PERHAPS about nine or ten years old and we had spent the day at Frensham Pond in Surrey with our neighbours, my father’s Vauxhall 14 following our neighbour’s Standard Vanguard (in two-tone blue

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

Until just after 10pm, it was a normal Saturday night at The Spaniard’s Inn on Hampstead Heath. Glasses clinking, the background radiation of chatter and high spirits, staff dashing to and fro because