Little catch-up.
I still can't quite believe that I actually managed to pass my driving test first time. It was a far less traumatic experience than I was expecting! I thought I was going to come out with some kind of nostalgic horror tale to share, but my examiner was kind of...different? He spent most of the time talking about his allotment and his brush with death a few years ago, it was hard to know if he was really paying full attention. I did get a brief rush of nerves about 2mins out of the test centre, which made me have a very light clutch foot - which was not smooth at the first roundabout we got to.
Today was my last day of using my taxi company though. Words cannot express how happy I am that I will no longer have to loiter about at work waiting for my taxi to come and pick me up. There were some nights where they just wouldn't pick up, so I would have to roam around the desks trying to chat lifts out of people which isn't a great way to get to know your co-workers. Such a shame that all of the pretty ones are really hard-working and very rarely leave at the same as me...
Anyway, my little Modus is going to be on the 7am ferry tomorrow, with my parents of course. My Dad wants to 'test' me as well, which I think is just going to end in tears and with him being stranded in the wilds of Oxfordshire. It is kind of an unfair proposal though, he used to be a Metropolitan police driving instructor.
The very lovely vixletthepixlet has been to visit a couple of times over the past months. Despite the fact that we went to school together, this is the closest we have ever lived to each other. We've become almost locals at the pub across the road but we haven't managed to get into too much trouble together yet. We did have a lot of fun at the Cotswold Wildlife Park a few weeks ago though:
Quite gutted over the driver announcements today. *hugs Vitaly*
Today was my last day of using my taxi company though. Words cannot express how happy I am that I will no longer have to loiter about at work waiting for my taxi to come and pick me up. There were some nights where they just wouldn't pick up, so I would have to roam around the desks trying to chat lifts out of people which isn't a great way to get to know your co-workers. Such a shame that all of the pretty ones are really hard-working and very rarely leave at the same as me...
Anyway, my little Modus is going to be on the 7am ferry tomorrow, with my parents of course. My Dad wants to 'test' me as well, which I think is just going to end in tears and with him being stranded in the wilds of Oxfordshire. It is kind of an unfair proposal though, he used to be a Metropolitan police driving instructor.
The very lovely vixletthepixlet has been to visit a couple of times over the past months. Despite the fact that we went to school together, this is the closest we have ever lived to each other. We've become almost locals at the pub across the road but we haven't managed to get into too much trouble together yet. We did have a lot of fun at the Cotswold Wildlife Park a few weeks ago though:
Quite gutted over the driver announcements today. *hugs Vitaly*