Retro Post...

Going back to Sept of 2009, marked the one year anniversary of my moving to England!! And thus, the expiry of my Canadian Driving Licence. So I spent 2 hours a week in a car with a somewhat racist Scotsman driving instructor driving around Chorely. I will admit I needed the lessons as I was learning to drive standard, on the left side of the road, with roundabouts and crazy narrow winding roads. But, his nit-picking got tiresome after a while. Anyways, it came time to do the driving test and I was very nervous as all my coworkers were aware I was taking the test and technically, my job required I passed because I need to be able to make house calls. So, I felt about 16 again and may have left a little pee stain on the seat (kidding) but I PASSED!!! Only got 7/15 allowable faults, 50%!!! Here's the certificate to prove it!