The Morgan Motor Company
With no thoughts of cars in mind, I first visited Malvern in the high summer of 1962, arriving by train after a three-hour journey from London on an oven-like day in June. It all seemed like the poem Adlestrop, as nothing stirred. Little did I know then that this was the home of one of the world’s most consistently idiosyncratic motorcars and that today, 53 years later, it would still be proudly independent.
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