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Next year? What good's that? In the immortal words of Robert Cuprinol Silk; "Why not tomorrow?" I thought, as I made the calls, that the car industry is a bit like HG Wells and all the other early 20th century science fiction writers. They believed the future was mechanical engineering. They were wrong.

So now I'm talking to Alpine, the hi-fi people who are busy studying photographs of the GT's interior and working out how their modern equipment can be blended into the steamship technology of yesteryear.

There will be a way, they reckon. But until they find it, and until car makers adopt it as standard, I simply wouldn't buy a new car. Because it'd be like buying a video recorder for today's Sky+ world.

That's not the worst part, though. The worst part is that when we all have iPods, Terry Wogan will cease to have a point. He will, I'm afraid, become a casualty of progress.