Continuing this weeks series of techno-posts, I appear to have forgotten how to reverse any car lacking a rear-facing camera. It’s been a while since I drove my old Hyundai shitbox, but I had reason to yesterday. I drove down the Post Office to pick up my new meat thermometer. This bad boy…

…review coming.

But having placed it within any possession I started said shitbox, put the beast into reverse, and sat staring at the dashboard for a long time, wondering where the hell the crisp colour video image of the world at my arse had got to.

Reader, it was some time before I negotiated my exit from that cursed purgatory.