Already developing some mad driving skills.
Getting my license very late myself, I’m starting to realise that I missed out on all of those road trips we could have done before we had kids. Because I’m all into road trips – just picking up and going somewhere
I have no illusions that doing a road trip with a toddler would be a pleasant experience.
But wistful thoughts about my misspent driving-less youth aside, even being able to drive myself to work or the supermarket or the doctor or the hairdresser is pretty liberating.
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It’s hard to know why, but some days, despite having a glorious toddler who is great company, a loving husband and a great family, I feel alone, isolated and sad. Perhaps it’s a shade of depression, and if that’s all I’m left with, that’s pretty damn good. On those days, I miss my mum (Hi Mum!). That’s an inside joke. I never call her mum, I have always called her by her first name. And we keep in touch most days on the phone, and we skype. But it’s not …

You know when you arrive at an airport, with toddler in tow, three hours before you depart, that you’re not in for an easy time of it. Yes, three hours, and it wasn’t an international flight. But three hours early was better than wrangling everything on public transport.
When you arrive to check in and they inform you that the flight has been delayed by 45 minutes, you know it’s bad.
When they don’t update the delay on the departures board and you think it’s not delayed after all, that’s just cruel.
When …

Once upon a time there was an idiot who thought . . .
1) I don’t need to drive because I live in the city and there’s heaps of public transport
2) There’s no point in getting my license because I can’t afford to buy a car anyway
3) I can hold off on getting my license until I actually have to be able to drive.
All pure, unadulterated idiocy because:
1) It was really because I was just scared of driving
2) By the time you’re in a situaiton where you need to drive or …

After 11 months and 121 hours of lessons I will be taking my driving test tomorrow, again. The first time I took it was just over 2 years ago and after 50 hours of lessons.
I am not a natural driver. And jitters is far too mild a word. I’ve turned off my mobile phone so I can go into a cone of silence pre-test. I really want to pass so this stage of my learning can be finished and done with. I am hoping against hope that I don’t have …

I booked in my driving test today. Kill me now – I’m not built for this kind of stress! It’s there in black and white – Wednesday, 2nd December 10:15am. No escaping it now. Actually that’s not true. The Roads and Traffic Authority do actually give you a refund if you cancel within a reasonable period of time. But not the point. I’ll be taking my test at The Entrance and hoping that my nerves don’t make me do something stupid. I’ve done 120 hours of driving, 2o of those …