There are lots of jobs I wouldn’t want. Chiselling fatbergs from the sewage tunnels under London. Doing mountain rescue in the Cairngorms. Playing professional golf. But the job I wouldn’t want most of all right now is running Volkswagen. Because everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. And there doesn’t seem to be any simple way of making everything better again.
The problem began when every politician in Europe decided that climate change would be halted only if the middle classes could be persuaded to drive around in electric cars. So they all announced that from 2030 it would be illegal to sell cars with petrol or diesel engines. And to get the ball rolling Nigel and Annabel and all the other early