Giant test
THE DEFINITIVE VERDICT
As I point the stubby prow of the new Mini Countryman down a wet, hedge-lined B-road towards my favourite farm shop, I have a small moment of doubt. Am I, I wonder, wasting my time, not to mention my money? Thing is, by the time you’ve added onion, peppers, cheese, mushroom, tomato, mustard and a dollop of HP Sauce, does it really matter what eggs you’ve used in your omelette?
Barn-reared, organic, free-range, richly yolked – it’s all going to taste much of a muchness.
And if the car taking you to the farm shop, or supermarket, or corner shop, or indeed petrol station, is shaped like a pumped-up Mini or a downsized XC90 or a spiky coupe-SUV, it’s the same roads to the same…