Despite what the French flourish of the name may imply, Velocette was a British manufacturer of motorcycles. Founded by an Englishman and a German called Johannes Gütgemann – who changed his name to John Taylor, and later John Goodman, after renouncing his German heritage! Together with his business partner William Gue, they set up Taylor, Gue Ltd in Birmingham in 1905, manufacturing rickshaws and providing cycle parts and services. One year later, they produced their first motorcycle, the 2hp Veloce; they liked the name so much they re-named the company after it.Read More
Check out the great events coming your way this summer! Motoring, 1940s, Hot Rods, Vintage, Classic Cars, Nostalgia, there is something for everyone!Read More
For 20 years Paul McCobb designed an extensive range of multi-functional furniture, accessories and textiles. By Jonathan Goldstein.
Coming from humble beginnings with minimal education and no training in design, Paul McCobb became one of the most recognised and influential designers on the American design scene of the 1950s and 60sRead More
We're all excited about being joined by guestwriter and dealer Kieran Mathewson, who couldn’t wait to get stuck into his new regular feature – Trading Places. Each of the four male dealers have their own unique style... a mix we thought would make for a jolly good read. I hope you agree as this is now a regular addition to VE. Of course, it won’t always be about men in business either, that’s just the way the cookie crumbled this time around.Read More
As the largest machines of their age by far, ocean liners have become powerful symbols of progress and 20th-century modernity. This February the V&A will re-imagine the golden age of ocean travel with a major new exhibition. (Image of Titanic in dry dock ©Getty Images)Read More
Step through the small door at 135 All Saints Street, and you'll journey back in time to a forgotten and truly magical world.
Once, long ago in the depths of winter, when the sun had left the sky and the sea had ghosted into grey, threads of smoke began to rise from the dwellings huddled in Hastings’ old fishing quarter. Fires were being lit, bread was being baked and little lights began twinkling behind the tightly shuttered windows at 135 All Saints Street – a Christmas tale had begun.Read More