Oxfordshire: a region famed for its pastoral tranquillity and scenic vales, where venerable old dons amble about their business in the city of dreaming spires and the shimmering water of the Isis trickles lazily through the outstretched arms of the willow. Was there ever a more perfect picture of the Arcadian paradise, with its sheep scattered on the hillsides and V8 muscle cars rumbling through the lanes, not to mention the fiery roar of flying Aardvarks…
I beg your pardon? Muscle cars? Flying Aardvarks? Well, yes, once upon a time, anyway. Transport yourselves back to the 1950s, and the former RAF base at Upper Heyford, about seven miles north-west of Bicester, was being taken over by the US Air Force and that part of Oxfordshire was awash with Americans, plus their American cars and all their American ways. From the late 1960s
