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The Jag arrived on a chill grey Tuesday morning in early April. I didn't get much work done that day, largely on account of leaving my desk every ten …

When the first S-types appeared in the late '90s, I hated them with a passion. Too many focus groups and styling clinics had produced a throwback to a…

The Jag has now been back with us for more than a month since the prolonged investigation into its electronic epilepsy. It has also become clear why i…

Last month's report, you may recall, ended on something of a cliff-hanger. The Jag had developed a number of intermittent faults, starting with the ce…

The Jaguar has a comedian's sense of timing. We'd promised the kids three days at Disneyland Paris in the last week of the school holidays and, becaus…

There was always an air of slight surreality surrounding the MG SV-R, and now that it's gone we almost have to pinch ourselves to believe it was ever …

How many of the gadgets on your car do you actually need? How many do you actually use? Give me air-conditioning and a good CD player and I'm happy; w…

I think I may be turning into my father, which is slightly unsettling, though not as unsettling as turning into my mother. I started thinking about th…

A memory comes back to me from the early '90s, of driving the then-new 3.8-litre version of the M5. I can vividly remember being blown away by the Bee…

Jaguar is back in the headlines this month, and this time for the right reasons. Finally it has revealed the car it should have built at least five ye…

The 350Z's 3.5-litre V6 has always made a good noise; there's just never been quite enough of it. The obvious answer is to fit a freer-breathing exhau…

I've done a few stupid things in my time. Leaving my brand new pushbike parked under the wheels of a coal delivery lorry when I was seven. Trying to c…

I hadn't realised the Z had been racking up the miles so quickly, and I'd overshot the 20,000-mile service; fortunately Camden Nissan of Northampton t…