"Big box, isn't she?" a passer-by mused as we regarded the Jeep Grand Cherokee I had just parked in the driveway. "What are they like?"

"Good question," I said, "I've only just picked it up. Come back in a week." 

I have a funny relationship with Jeep, and it's not really the company's fault. I'm always wary of a car that is so loved by its owners and commands the sort of respect a politician could only dream of. Then I drive one and think, "Actually, this isn't bad. Not bad at all."

I've never before had the opportunity to drive the Grand Cherokee save for a quick pick-up and deliver. My neighbours love theirs to bits, so the time has come to see if Jeep's biggest offering can change my mind again.