Driven: Range Rover Evoque 2.2 SD4 Not only are Richmond-upon-Thames and its marble-hilled environs bejewelled with the ubiqitous Honey-I-shrunk-my-Rangie but, during my six-month tenure with the car, I've seen only two men behind the wheel of one. Never one to buck the trend, I have joined the ranks of women karting a toddler, new baby and iCandy/Bugaboo pram around in one, and feeling every inch a motorised cliché. It's a weird thing, at first, to drive. You sit high up, with a Range Rover badge in front of you and all the brand's off-road capability to your left in a selection of pretty pictures depicting snow and rocks and trees and the like, and yet the car is pretty much the length of a Ford Focus, so parking is a doddle. The downside is that interior space is at a premium. This is not a family car. Six-foot drivers will find that their seat doesn't go back far enough before hitting the baby seat behind. Mothers will discover that once the buggy is in the boot, there ain't room for much else. Toddlers can too easily kick the back of the passenger seat to their heart's content. On the plus side, the optional automatic tailgate and keyless entry and locking are gifts when you've got your hands full and the panoramic roof keeps children quiet as they gaze out. For the driver, while the JLR rotary automatic gear selector has lost none of its appeal, the infotainment system seems a bit dated now and slow to respond. Annoyingly, there is no plate to rest an idle left foot, those elephant-ear wing mirrors can obstruct the view at roundabouts, there are no grab handles, the brakes seem a tad overservoed (beware, welly wearers) and, horror of horrors, none of us on Telegraph Motoring could even match the quoted Urban (ie worst) mpg figure of 36.2mpg for the 2.2-litre diesel engine; the best we managed was 32mpg on a motorway run, which is heinous. Something awry, surely. It's a shame as the engine is a beauty - smooth and strong, with plenty of power to shift a fully laden Evoque. So this is really a car for commuter-belt chameleons, slavish Beckham worshippers and couples with a lorra money to spend on a second car. For them, this is a fine-handling, quality-feel, go-anywhere high hatch. Besides which, it looks damn sexy on the road. Range Rover Evoque 2.2 SD4 Dynamic auto Price as tested: £45,875 Telegraph rating: Four out of five stars