Gregg Nunney: Motoring into a high-tech world

The inside of Gregg Nunney's new car
The inside of Gregg Nunney's new car

We’ve just gone and got ourselves a new car.

To start with we thought this was an incredibly extravagant, over the top purchase but, in reality, it’s replaced a car that was bought all the way back in 2004.

You remember 2004. The X Factor was still a twinkle in Simon Cowell’s eye, America had more than a couple of dollars to rub together and England got beaten by Portugal.

After nearly a decade of being a loyal servant, of lugging poorly packed bags back from the supermarket, or chugging up the motorway to visit friends and family, it was time to trade in the old beast and get something with a few mod cons.

You have to understand quite how basic the previous car was.

Do you remember cassette tapes? If you don’t then try this for a definition – they were like iPods that you rewound with a pen.

The old car had a tape deck. It also had wind-down windows. Again, this may surprise a whole new generation of car drivers who thought that windows functioned by using anything more complicated than a button.

Power steering? Bah! It didn’t even have power driving!

I jest of course, the car was a cracking little motor and apart from the odd bit of wear and tear it didn’t go wrong.

Sometimes though you just need a change and now we have a car with one of those built-in computer-sat-nav-mp3-map-phone-combo units.

You may have seen one before.

They look like one of the screens from the Odeon has been moved to within a few inches of your face and it makes you feel like you’re trying to pilot the Millennium Falcon on an assault of the Death Star every time you want to change the radio station.

I love technology, don’t get me wrong, but it takes so long to work out how to turn it on, I’ll be spending the next six months on the bus.