Yes as the title suggests I passed my driving test two weeks ago, I confess it was my second attempt but I was reassured it would make me a better. Admittedly it was my Mum and she continues to say that someday I will be famous, she also thinks that I've taken O-levels so I doubt her views have a validation! The forces of the Universe-if they exist, were really against me.
- The reason I failed the first time was because there was a third fat man in the back of the car, he wasn't a free loader, but simply assessing my examiner. That man was my examiner this time, I couldn't keep a straight face throughout my test because I was overcome with a burning desire to ask how his cough was, as he annoyed me in the back. (starting to sound like F1 with all these excuses now!)
- When reaching for the lever to open the boot I reckon I may have flashed him. the reason being that I was in some other realm while I took my test and I obviously didn't think to walk round to the other side, no. I reached over from the driver side and begged him not to fail me when I couldn't open the bonnet!
All this was done in vain as I have adhered to the teenage stereotype and within one month of passing test, before my full license had even arrived, I reversed into a lamp post and bent the lining of my boot. All that for nothing and now I'm carless for three days.
Don't laugh, this is my life....
you seem to have omitted the fact that you mounted the curb :D dont wish to embarrass you, but isn't that the real reason? and also, nice job about the lamp post, and honestly, I can't wait until you get your car back.....
ReplyDeleteWell...glad you passed anyway.
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