HAVING commented on the increasingly wacky world of JLR on this page in the last two issues of LRM, once on their rebranding fiasco and then on their apparent indifference to the 75th anniversary of the Land Rover that the rest of us are busy celebrating, I was determined this month to talk about something else.
But then I was sent a copy of a piece of paper and when I read it, I knew I would have to break my promise. The document seemed to me to be such a bizarre thing
