On the road: Audi Q7 car review – ‘Only a hooligan would want to get mud on it'

It's the kind of car you might buy if you had a drug-dealing empire and wanted to splash some cash without getting stopped by the police

The whole family missed the Audi Q7 when it was gone: not as a relative or a pet, more like a troubleshooter for your entire existence; Nanny McPhee, except sleek and attractive - wait, that's Mary Poppins.

Crikey Moses, it's expensive: at 63 grand, probably about as pricey as a family car could get. It is, for me, a borderline fictional car, one I could imagine buying only if all other cars were sold out. But in that fictional universe, I would have a blast.