To do: revise the green cross code
Oh dear. I've finally done it. After years of saying 'I'll get around to it' before swiftly changing the topic, I have at last posted my application for a provisional licence. eep.
I am more than just a teensy bit scared about this. Having paid the princely sum of £38, I feel duty bound to give it my best shot and actually have at least one lesson. I really should learn to drive. The vague, misty and distinctly threatening future is drawing ever closer, and hopefully a little car should be a valuable ally.
I must admit, I'm not the most road conscious of people. I have had a fair few near misses when crossing streets, mainly through being engrossed in a conversation. It doesn't help that when I panic I tend to shut down, meaning that I stop doing whatever I was doing. Not the best attitude when driving a potentially lethal machine at 60 miles an hour.
Not knowing which side is left and which is right is a bit of a problem too. I think I'd feel a little embarrassed making my thumb and pointy finger into a little 'L' when the instructor told me to turn left.
That's a point… instructors! Everyone I speak to has a horror story about theirs. There are the angry frustrated ones who make you cry, the laid back ones who say everything is fine as you mistakenly turn onto a motorway, the purvy ones who are… well, purvy, and the crazy psycho axe-murderers.
OK, maybe I haven't heard anyone talk about the axe-murderers, but it could happen.
I can certainly see the attraction of the open road. Everyone seems to have at least given it a try. Maybe it won't be so bad, but just in case, to pre-empt any bad feeling from fellow drivers who I may (hopefully metaphorically) run in to on the road… I'm so sorry.
Mine driving instructor was lovely… apart from the fact he had a slight… ahem… wind problem.
Which would have been fine if I'd been learning to drive in a snazzy open top thing in the height of summer, but not so great if you're cooped up in a Ford Focus on a miserable keeping-the-windows-shut sort of winter day. It was a good incentive to encourage me to pass my test though.
17 Apr 2005, 23:44
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