Michael is our host and has given us Driving as our Sunday Writing Prompt this week.
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This week write about driving.
It could be to drive somewhere, – the shops, church, on holiday, the movies; learning to drive, driving your kids places, having kids they might at times drive you up the wall.
Every day I am grateful I can drive, though growing up it was something I never really thought about. In those days, women drivers were the butt of multiple jokes and there were very few around. My Mum didn’t drive, though I understand she had a few lessons until a kiddy’s football bounced in the road in front of her shortly followed by the child. Although she stopped without hitting anything, it unnerved her, and she never got behind the wheel again.
My sister passed her test at the second attempt, her eldest daughter took about 8 I believe, and her youngest three or four, I can’t remember.
I took my test on February 15th 1978, and didn’t tell anybody, other than work because I had to have extra time off for the pre-test lesson and then the test itself. There was no paper questions and answers then, just practical experience.
My reasons for not telling anyone, especially Husband of the time who had passed first time, was that if I failed, I’d never hear the last of it. I was never the brightest bulb in the street or sharpest tool in the box, but I took to driving like a duck to water, so much so that my instructor was confident to put me in for my test within six months of starting to learn. I had two lessons at £2.20 each every week in my lunch hour. Most times I drove home to see to the dog as the route had everything, roundabouts, hairpin bends, one way systems, traffic lights, blind junctions, hills, and anything else you could think of for a learner.
I was one of six taking my test in the same week, but I was the only one who passed. Never one to make big announcements, I didn’t say anything until the weekend when I presented Husband with my pass certificate, and gave my Mum and MIL one of my L plates. Sadly, my news fell flat as they didn’t understand the significance.
The fact I can drive has been a godsend with recent events, and the long journeys we’ve had to endure for medical appointments or emergencies.
Driving is a very useful skill. And you’re very bright, don’t underestimate yourself
I am sure glad you can drive! Especially since hubby isn’t well sometimes, and if he was the only driver you’d be stuck in a predicament!
Echoing Sadje’s comment “You’re VERY bright.” Enough people in the world to tell you otherwise, don’t do the job yourself (double effort, right?) You did a rigorous banking job as a career and to me? That takes some serious brainpower. I studied to become a bank teller at one point (they had a trade school one could attend), but I never got the opportunity and think that providence stepped in and stopped me from going there. I’d have gone down a dark road if I’d had access to that kind of cash. Word processors came along about then (the pre-cursors to personal computers) and I took training for that instead. It was a better fit. ANYWAY. Congratulations belatedly for your success in passing the first time out! I did as well, much to my shock, and the chagrin of the kind neighbor who took me for my test, and got a fright when I almost crashed her car into a pylon under an overpass because I took the corner too fast. I was very proud of my license and I think my father was secretly relieved because he couldn’t drive (polio affected his reflexes too severely) and he had to rely on my mother to ferry him around. She could be unreliable and was possibly the worst driver I’ve ever personally known. Anyway enough blathering on…Great post! If I’d known you then, I’d have been proud of your accomplishment!
Aw, thanks. I enjoyed my cashiering days when banking was all hand counting and paper sheets as there were no computers then.
I feel I did extremely well as an analyst though as it was right up my street, all those numbers and figure balancing. It just
came naturally I guess. I’ve always taken a pride in my work, and given it my best shot. As credit controller I turned the
aged debt around, reducing the report from 800 pages to 400 in about 3 months. Happy days!!!
I admire you for your computer skills though. I never had the opportunity for proper training and understanding of them, and my
brain can’t get a handle on it.
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