When we accepted BMW’s kind invitation to attend a launch in Spain, and, to ensure we had enough time with the car, drive it back to Britain, I really should have looked up Jerez in an atlas. Jerez de la Frontera (to give it its full name) is located a mere stone’s throw from the Straits of Gibraltar on the southern-most tip of Spain. So essentially we agreed to drive the length of Spain, then the length of France before a quick train ride under the English Channel and a relatively short jaunt from Dover to home in Stamford. Did I mention that we needed to be back by Sunday lunchtime, with a departure of Saturday morning? (…)