Blog Martin Port

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That lingering fondness for your first car... whatever it was

In an odd way, I think we all have a secret soft spot for our first car – no matter how rubbish it seemed at the time.  Mine should have been ...

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Digging up London's street-parked gems of the past

For most of us, spotting another classic on the road is a comparatively rare occurrence these days. I usually see only two or three over the ...

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Can you tell classic owners' cars from their facial hair alone?

In a change to our regular lunchtime activity of attempting to fix whatever we drove to work so that it can make it home again, four of us piled ...

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Sun shines on Thatcham despite doom and gloom from the Met Office

Another summer over, and with it comes yet another Thatcham Classic – the little car show that I ‘organise’ each year. This was the eighth show ...

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How a cracking commute in a classic can rival any dream drive

Commuting. A single word that can bring about a shudder as images of endless tailbacks on the M4 return; an MGB overheating with just a couple of ...

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Discovering – and being inspired by – a war hero and motoring innovator

After a week of sun, sand and cidre in the Brittany region of France this August, the Port family travelled back up towards the ferry port at ...

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The perils of getting the right Goodwood look without demeaning the event

It is August, which means I begin the usual deliberation about what to wear at this year’s Goodwood Revival Meeting. I will admit that my choices ...

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Taking the effort – and the joy – out of finding classic car stuff

Hands up who remembers the world before ebay. Well, yes, I do actually. In fact, at the risk of sounding like one of those ‘I love the ‘70s’ ...

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Martin Port's dream drive? A Landie into the unknown please

There has been a lot of talk on the subject of ‘the dream drive’ at C&SC recently, and the exact combination of ‘what’ and ‘where’ floats our ...

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It's not just tyre-kicking buyers who can be total time-wasters

Have you ever been so furious that words fail you, that for a minute you can do no more than stare straight ahead, hoping that eventually you ...