LET me be clear from the outset: I did not invent transport. I did not ask for ramps, partitions or reversing lights. I am, by design, a grazing animal whose instinct is to notice danger early and leave at speed. So when you ask me to stand in a narrow, enclosed space that vibrates, hums and occasionally lurches sideways, you are asking a great deal.

You tend to talk about vehicles, payloads and partitions. I experience corners, braking and the unsettling sensation of the ground moving beneath my feet.