In recent weeks, my Sovereign could almost have been forgiven for feeling neglected. After all, with a shiny new Daimler on the scene that needed plenty of work to get it up to a decent standard, my attention has hardly been focused on the grey Jag parked in front of the drawing room window. But it’s been needed, too. You see, my everyday driver – for better or worse – is a 2002 Range Rover
