WHEN it comes to transport and trusting myself in the hands of a driver, I like to have confidence in that person.

What I don’t want is no person at all.

So, sorry Uber, I won’t be riding in one of the driverless cars you’re trialling in America.

I know this makes me a technological dinosaur, one up from a Luddite, but cars without drivers and planes without pilots make me feel faint.

Chatty or quiet, knowledgeable or not, having a taxi driver of any kind is preferable to none at all.

It’s all too space age for me!

And I’m not sure that feeling will change.