those kilometres and the red lights, I was always looking left and right

[extemporanea]

Apparently there are mutant ninja Catholics in my family tree. Or, possibly, just Calvinists. Either way, there's a hell of a lot of guilt going on. Things about which I am currently guilty: my lack of communication with the house agent in France because I'm afraid if I email her she'll say she's no longer my agent; the blasted-heath state of the

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passing your driver's test

[wolverine_nun]

You know my technique: put on make-up and show a lot of leg. Works onetime!

Re: passing your driver's test

[extemporanea]

Alas, I lack make-up and any skirt shorter than ankle-length, not to mention the ability to wear make-up convincingly or show a leg. I may try something with chocolate cake, though.

[tngr_spacecadet]

The K53 is an abomination unto Nuggin. Just get the routine down so you hear the instructor's voice in your head and memorise the inspection. Have you made an appointment for your test yet? Probably the best incentive really.

Remember to get a friend to drive with you to your driving test! The examiners take malicious glee in failing applicants outright if they admit to having driven without a licensed driver in the car.

[extemporanea]

Fortunately, that's what the driving school is for - they drive you there and you can use their car, which is useful given that mine is currently billowing out illegal clouds of black smoke if I drive it for longer than ten minutes.

urkle

[virtualkathy]

K53. I had managed to forget it, because it was, well, 2 decades ago. *faints*
My driving teacher was named Dougie, and he also coached my brother in tennis. And I learned in my mom's sky-blue Cressida. Memory Lane is a funny old place.
Um, good luck. And have you made that appointment yet? :-)

[schedule5]

I passed (on the 4th try) because it was pouring with rain and my rear windscreen wipers made a peculiarly piercing squeaking sound when activated, which I used ruthlessly every time a blind spot check came up. The examiner was completely distracted, and spent most of the test slewing around in his seat to locate the awful noise!

[extemporanea]

Hmmm. By that logic I need to put Hobbit in the back seat. Idea!

[pinkthulhu]

I passed on the second test, in my mother's old blue Mazda 323. I failed the first test after performing three hill starts in a row, then rolling back slightly on the fourth one (it was a hilly road in Strand). It seemed a bit mean.

As the oldest member of my group of friends, it meant I was taxi driver to my mates for about a year or so, until one of them got a licence too.