I discovered Goldie Gardner entirely by accident. I was writing a story about the Jabbeke speed runs and, among the well-known faces of Moss, Healey and the like, this slightly awkward man in his fifties who walked with a stick and towered above the others really stood out. I carried out some research for the story, and the little I found out about him intrigued me even more.
Then I discovered that the National Motor Museum had 35 boxes of letters, photographs and press cuttings that Gardner’s wife, Una, had donated many years ago, and I started delving. The result was a fascinating journey down a
