CRAIG CHEETHAM

ITH THIS issue celebrating the centenary of Jaguar, I figured it would be the perfect opportunity to reminisce about the very moment I fell in love with the brand. After all, despite being only four years old, I remember it very well. My love of cars – all cars – is most certainly rooted inmyearly childhood, whenmydear father used to occasionally, entirely unprompted, get me a special treat, usually something he found on the shelves when he was doing