Those versed with Greek mythology will understand why Iím feeling like Sisyphus. Condemned by Hades (or in my case, fatherhood) to push a large boulder up a hill, let it roll down and start all over again, my version of perpetual toil is the August holiday drive down to that rather ragged bit of the map we call Cornwall.
Thereís still a movement for Cornish independence, or Crexit so to say. Iíd let them have it, so long as a Trumpian wall amputates the A30 and wearied tourists no longer have to park on it in the belief that it leads anywhere. Despite sacrificing a day of our booking in the hope of returning more swiftly, our harrowing trek proves this remains one of the UKís most clogged arteries. Given the space, seat-back tables and nice trim in the 5008, Iíd also understand anyone staying put for lunch, but we foolishly stopped instead at a scabrous burger joint near Okehampton that filled me with such invective that, even though my keyboard was several hours away, I still punched out bitter words for Trip Advisor the very moment I had staggered in from the steering wheel.
None of which gets you in the frame of mind for rational car testing. Post several cups of tea, however, the pertinent points can be calmly distilled. First up, space. Ostensibly, itís a box ticked. Or is it? Confession time: despite seven seats and a roof box (which now seems to be standard kit for Britainís SUV army), six of us plus baggage was such a push that we took two cars, the £80 extra in fuel spelling the difference between loose-elbowed luxury and the danger of being so confined youíd probably have to don your wetsuit before leaving home, which is never a good look at Taunton services. It sounds like the spoilt wheedling of a spa correspondent to suggest the 5008 needs more room, but the ëbootí area is never going to consume baggage for six, let alone seven. The roof box is a life-saver, but four belly-boards and a beach tent are quick to annex it.
Once decamped and out for a coastal drive, normal service resumes and the 5008 is a splendidly imperious tour bus. Granted, its near centimetre of extra width against the sibling 3008 can make country lanes a touch more intimate, but even here Peugeot scores a hit. Itís a tough design challenge to make a big family car fun to drive, but this beast nails it.
Back home for the holidays, the roof box is staying on. A spot of Googling suggests any dis-benefit in mpg is probably tiny. And speaking of economy, one trait is causing mild disquiet: the automatic stop-start shut-off, when idling, is so enthusiastic that it can cut out well before you come to a rest (from around 14mph). Such fuel economy is laudable, but instantly renders the car a potential menace for lax pedestrians. Thankfully, the horn is excellent.
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Date arrived 9th March 2018
Fuel economy 57.6mpg (combined) 38.5mpg (on test)
5008’s dinky steering wheel is a gloriously inappropriate design for a seven-seater. Hooray for that.
Baggage space, with extra seats up, is a bit too bijou for a large family on the move. Roof box anyone?