A family gathering in the Midlands was the perfect opportunity to wrestle the Jaguar’s keys off its custodian, Matt Burt.
A close relative of mine has been toying with buying an XF and his reasoning makes for an interesting story, which we’ll come to in a moment.
During the journey from Surrey to Rugby, my mother spent the duration admiring the XF’s rear seats, before reminiscing about her time at automotive supply company TRW, where she was involved in providing interior fixtures and trim for both Jaguar and Land Rover.
Later, a chat with my uncle Divyen unearthed the real reason behind his pining for a Jaguar. Divyen’s father used to manage a team of engineers on the production line at Jaguar’s Radford plant in Coventry, where it built predominantly engines. This way of life was soon ingrained in a young Divyen and various family visits to see the operations and factory-fresh plush Jaguars fuelled his desire to buy one.
In 1993 his father sadly passed away, which made him only more determined to buy a Jaguar as a living memory of his father. Having driven most modern Jaguars, Divyen was torn between buying a used XKR or the second-generation XF, which was my main reason for commandeering Matt’s XF 3.0 TDV6 for a weekend.