Jaguar may have dropped the F-Type into £50k sports car territory but it hasn’t taken the luxury out of the car.
That’s also the primary reason why you’re willing to accept that this car will probably be a heavier and marginally less involving drive than those alternatives: because it’s an affordable sports-car-cum-GT going up against simpler sports cars.
So the first success of the F-Type’s stylish, enveloping cockpit is that it has enough leather and attractive-looking trim garnish to mark the car out as a true luxury product, and to make it feel more special than most of the cars that it’s descending the price scale to compete with.
In every other way except perhaps tactile material quality (because Jaguar’s switchgear doesn’t look and feel quite as expensive as it might everywhere), the F-Type’s interior conjures the same inviting, sporting, upmarket impression now that it did at its launch four years ago.
This remains a great driving environment and a fine place in which to spend time.
There’s enough space in either of the front seats for a 6ft 3in occupant to be comfortable. The standard part-leather seats combine the need for both cushioning and support very well and they position you in an ideal orientation to the controls.
There, you feel low to the ground, close to the car’s roll axis and close to the driven rear axle, as longways-engined sports cars have sited their drivers to useful effect for decades.
The F-Type remains a strict two-seater and it’s a little bit short of useful oddment storage around the cabin. Its boot is quite shallow, too, and has a narrow opening.
If you tick the relevant option box, you get access to it via what might be the most superfluous powered tailgate anywhere in production.
There’s enough room here for a few soft bags or one biggish flight case at a push, but this isn’t the most practical tourer.