There was a time when Volvo cars were driven by aging men in tweed jackets, who usually owned more than one long haired dog, and for whom vehicular practicality far outweighed any notion of style. Their favourite weapon of choice was, of course, their trusty station wagon.
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Thankfully someone lit a fire under Volvo’s design team recently and I’m fairly sure should Mr Tweed cast a bespectacled eye over the current Volvo range…well, let’s just hope he’s sitting down.
So offending our grandparents and parents is part of the plan at Volvo?
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