Fizzy pop? Waste of space

To paraphrase Sean Connery in The Untouchables: enough of this cupholder shit... Not being a family which likes to nonchalant along the middle lane, munching junk and slurping fizzy pop from paper buckets, the ff-Cs find the dedication of valuable storage bins, between the seats and in the doors, to soft drinks more than irksome. The moment you profile the side walls of a box to resemble a diorama of the Himalayas, the residual volume – in the T-Roc at least – becomes useless for the slip-free storage of anything you might actually wish to transfer there from your pockets.

How about interchangeable cubbies?

ANTHONY FFRENCH CONSTANT