I’m rubbish at Poker. I’ve got the sort of face that gives the game away and reveals my most secret inner thoughts. I’m very lucky that I get to see new cars before most people. But sometimes it’s difficult when the covers get pulled off a new car, with its designers eagerly looking for signs of approval, and all I can give them is a face that looks like it has just smelled baby sick.
And so, after being one of the first to go out on the road in the most talked about car of the last twelve months, the new all-electric Jaguar, I was ushered into the big white design studio at JLR’s Gaydon, Warwickshire headquarters to see not only another camouflaged version of the car I’d just been in, but something else hiding under a crisp silk sheet. A very large, crisp, silk sheet.
