It is great to wake up to news that Land-Rover’s Halewood site is busier than ever before, really it is. But as a born pessimist I’m not convinced it’s as good as all that.
We’ll forego the usual it’s-no-longer-British argument – it’s owned by Tata, we know this – and move straight to the contentious issue of products.
L-R’s doing well for a number of reasons, but chief among them is the new Evoque. Yes, the model lambasted for not being a proper Range Rover (it’s a re-bodied Freelander) could turn out to be the company’s life jacket.
I’ll raise my head above the parapet and say it is a good car, but where does it leave proper car people, the ones that value character and spirit? Floating in a sea of perceived qualities, pretend values and slick marketing spiel? Yes, I think so.
Let’s have a look at another great ‘British’ marque – Aston Martin. As with Land-Rover I’m delighted it’s doing well, but at what cost?
When I was a boy, and this wasn’t long ago (yes it was: Ed), AMs were like hens’ teeth, especially in my native Glasgow (would you park one there?). So, on the rare occasion that Newport Pagnell’s finest did turn the corner it made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.