From the Back Seat. Part 38

From the Back Seat. Part 38

On Whit Monday evening 1966, Bette Hill, Dad, Eba and a sprinkling of children, piled into the Astoria at Finsbury Park to watch the sesquicentennial Indianapolis 500 live via Early Bird satellite. Dad didn’t go to Indy that year, but, somewhat unusually, decided to write the race report from the...

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From the Back Seat. Part 36

From the Back Seat. Part 36

I always thought my dad was just a writer/journalist/editor and rally driver. After he died, I inherited an Imperial quarto cloth-bound scrapbook that his mother had kept up-to-date with clippings of all his work from 1935 until the outbreak of the Second World War. In it were dozens of cartoons,...

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From the Back Seat. Part 35

From the Back Seat. Part 35

By competing in rallies, hill-climbs and trials, dad was able to cover these events literally from the front seat. Trials used to be the rage in post-war Britain, as it was a relatively cheap form of motor sport. Enthusiasts would turn up with their own hand-built specials, based on Fords,...

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