Monday, February 26, 2007

I took my 17 year old

out for a driving lesson.

We only nearly drove into a hedge once but I was still rather scared.


Babs said...

If it makes you feel any better, one of the first times my Ma took me for a driving lesson I nearly hit a hedge, too.

Of course, that was after I accidentally drove up over the curb and over the grassy part of the sidewalk after making a far too sharp-ish right turn and failing to turn back the steering wheel in time.

Luckily she had a station wagon with big wheels and a very good suspension system and even better shocks. Ahem.

Foilwoman said...

What county in England do you live in again? I'll be sure to avoid. I eschewed the entire state of Vermont for the year that my eldest nephew was learning to drive. Boys and cars: deeply scary. Men and cars: marginally less scary, but at core, the reptilian brain really shows itself. Good luck reminding him of higher brain functions.

Gill said...

Oh God! I remember teaching my daughter to drive-I have never been so afraid!

Reidski said...

You have a 17-year-old son and you're going out with a 25-year-old bloke?
And you've seen me drive - surely your teenager is no worse than that?

J.J said...

And how did your Ma's shock system stand up to the stress Babs?!

Foilwoman - I would say avoid Northamptonshire - but you would be welcome here any time.

Gill - it is the thought that I am going to have to take him out again that is currently keeping me awake at night.

Reidski - no, no, no - I am only going out with YOU! Honestly!