That’s the driving lessons over then. Great value for £150. Last week it was all about manoeuvring and I discovered that parallel parking was not my thang. I did tell Pete that I always walk into town and will walk half a mile rather than do difficult parking, but he thought - quite rightly - that there could be occasions when one had to, and I should give it a go, I must see if there are any little cars in the nursery and try to get the wheel turn in my head.
Today, our last day, we went up Porlock Hill. There are two hairpin bends and the gradient is notorious. You must keep the revs up and I tried the worst one in second, realised it wasn’t going to make it and scrunched down into first wildly trying to control the wheel at the same time. We made it - albeit messily. Would that have failed me in the Pass plus I wondered. Pete said it was adequate rather than excellent. He said he didn’t tell me to go up in first, in order to see what I would do, and I have to admit that having done it – less than excellently - I shall remember in future that it has to be first.
We had an interesting encounter in a country lane with two white vans but I managed to brake and squeeze into the hedge and didn’t hit the car on my tail. Not a good idea to be describing Dawn’s fantastic confrontation with Rob – she socked him on the jaw –(in Eastenders) , whilst driving on a narrow country lane. In another country lane I had to reverse about half a mile to let two cars pass, although Pete said they had a space a few yards behind them. They did not get a sweet smile.
Tomorrow its girl’s day out and on Thursday it’s yet another of our anniversaries and we are spending a night at The Castle of Comfort - and I’m driving.