I was walking my dog about an hour ago. It's a busy residential area; people are walking to work or to the railway station, it's bin collection day so the refuse trucks are everywhere, and the world and its wife are driving to work or taking their children to school. It's also foggy and gloomy. And yet, less than half the cars are showing any form of light. Of those that are, a big proportion are on sidelights, which are usless. As I turned back into my street and prepared to cross the road, I just saw a Jaguar XF at the last moment. I pointed in the direction of the front of the car and mouthed the word "lights". The driver wound his window down and asked me what I was saying. I suggested he might want to put his lights on, his reply was "they're automatic, mate, what's it got to do with you?" I said it was to do with me because I was a pedestrian sharing the road with him, and just because the lights are automatic, he can still think for himself. "B0ll0cks" was the reply.