A week ago I was in a Halfords car park, watching my daughter swap her L plates for a set bearing a green capital P. A cocktail of pride, happiness and wonder at quite how I can have raised this excellent human being coursed round my cerebral cortex. And I pondered what on earth she would drive during the next half century or so. Will it always be a car? Will it always have wheels? And if so, how many?
In his Editorial to the January issue of this magazine, Simon placed a
