Boisdale Life Magazine (Issue 18) - Page 66

Aston Martin
here is a chance that by the end of this article,
assuming you can make your way through the
first few paragraphs, the pages will be stuck
together with bile and you will be a seething
mass of envy. I can only apologise. Rest assured
that following my invitation to drive a brace of valuable
vintage cars, I was covered in pinch marks. I wish this to be
my Groundhog Day.
It was not my first time driving Aston Martins, but it was
my first time driving classic Aston Martins, which is like the
difference between sipping a well-balanced New World and
helping yourself to what’s been lying in the Élysée’s cellar for
six decades. Could use a dust, needs to breathe a bit, might
be corked but… nope, it’s sensational.
The tiny town of Newport Pagnell, near Milton Keynes, is
an unassuming place, but for those who appreciate transport
history there are treasures to be found. Amid a cluster of
unimaginative new-build homes, you approach a Victorian
warehouse with a conjoined pair of mock-Tudor semis that’s
seen better days. The former was, as long ago as 1857,
Salmons & Sons, which manufactured horse-drawn carriages.
The latter, behind a twee picket fence, became Aston Martin’s
global headquarters in 1955. Top two right-hand windows?
That was the office of David Brown, known by his initials,
where in late 1963 he took a meeting with a loud and portly
American producer called ‘Cubby’ Broccoli about featuring
At its old workshops in Newport Pagnell,
Aston Martin has begun building new
versions of a 1960s legend. Lucky blighter
Adam Hay-Nicholls pays a visit, while taking
a trio of vintage Aston beauties for a spin

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