OVER KILL

Stamford, Lincolnshire – the ‘finest Georgian town in England’ according to the signage – is probably the least likely town in the UK to need the services of an armoured car. Barring light insurgency by the local knitting circle or a particularly sarcastic Neighbourhood Watch turf war. But at least the Plasan SandCat MkIV’s beige desert tones resonate with the local honey coloured sandstone. It actually blends better than you think, despite being seven-and-a-half tonnes of sci-fi looking, composite-built “light armoured tactical vehicle”. But here we are.

It seems odd to be gently dawdling around a sleepy market town in this amount of overkill, but today, I have been gently applying this behemoth to my day to day diary, assessing its ability to cope with the mundane, rather than its more usual in-theatre duties. To that end, I’ve been to the supermarket, my gym, picked up some