Despite trying to keep it secret I couldn’t help myself so I may as well come clean here – I’ve failed yet another driving test. I’m starting to think that it’s a sign that I shouldn’t be allowed behind the wheel of a very large killing machine, but I can’t admit defeat, can I?
On the plus side, I managed to take it in my own car this saving myself £50 for the use of an instructor’s. Yes, driving lessons are that price these days. The next one is booked and thanks to the kindness of Caity and others I should get enough practice in to pass.
If I don’t I’m changing my name to Maureen.