Days are numbered for the national sport of overtaking Nissan Micras | Rick Jackson

An old episode of Tomorrow’s World from 1990 appeared on my Facebook feed this week predicting what life would be like in 2020. Some of it was spot on.
GROUND CONTROL TO: ...Mini ClubmanGROUND CONTROL TO: ...Mini Clubman
GROUND CONTROL TO: ...Mini Clubman

Some of it wasn’t quite so correct, like walls that turn into windows. It wasn’t that far-fetched as windows can now be adjusted to the amount of shade required nowadays, like on the Boeing 787 Dreamliner.

Close-to-the-mark inventions included voice activation. Switching on music or turning on the heating at a simple command is reality today with gadgets like Alexa and Hive.

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Charging electronic devices on the wall seemed pretty far out back in 1990, but today we have wireless charging for things like mobile phones.

The next idea I think is close to reality too because by the time my driving licence needs to be renewed in 2043, I think there will no longer be things like traffic jams and we will no longer be driving.

Already we are seeing fully automated cars and most new cars have recognition technology through which they read speed signs and set the car’s limit accordingly.

The latest VW Golf Mark 8 will talk to other new Golfs in the area and identify queues so the driver can avoid them and pretty soon I’m sure all cars will talk to each other.

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For me though, my belief is that one day, in the not too distant future, there will be a computerised national ‘air traffic control’ for cars.

All cars will automatically report to this control centre via the internet.

You will sit in your car and tell it where you want to go.

If traffic is light, your car will depart straight away and off you will go. If there are lots of cars, permission will not be granted and you will have to wait until the next available ‘slot’.

Because cars will ‘talk’ to each other, your car will not stop once it is under way.

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There will be no traffic lights, no giving way and no queueing because the computer will sort all of that for you.

All that is missing will be the thrill of planting your right foot into the carpet and overtaking a Nissan Micra!

Snakes and ladders brings out the bad loser in my son

My five-year-old son Freddie is into the ‘bad loser’ phase. I’ve seen it in children before and it can last many years!

Freddie is happy as Larry most of the time when playing a game, but the second he starts losing he turns red, gesticulates profusely, cries and screams. I’ve never tried so hard not to win a game before.

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I know I’m in trouble when we play a game which depends on chance. Snakes and ladders sees the pieces fly across the room and card games are thrown everywhere.

Apparently, I too had a bad temper when I was young. I even used to break snooker cues if I lost. Shocking eh? I was 25 at the time...

Dear Agony Aunt: My wife wants to move the furniture…

Mrs Jackson and I have had words. After a pretty full on session at the gym where split squats had left my legs like jelly, I was told we were ‘moving the dining room around’.

All the cupboards with the kids’ toys were to be moved to the other side of the room and the table and chairs would replace them.

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It took ages and I had hardly any strength left. As we finished, she decided she hated how it looked and we had to put it all back again.

I don’t know why women can’t just leave things as they are or listen when you are told diplomatically it may not work.

I’m surprised you didn’t hear the language when I said: ‘Told you so!’

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