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Regular readers will know I’ve been learning to drive for about half a year. I am desperately seeming to sacrifice all of my chances of passing.

A few months ago, I talked about my trip to Rhyl, which should’ve included my theory test. You see, idiots like me forget minor details like driving licences when they sit their theory test. I eventually passed (and lusted over some girl on the train. Damn it’s a good train journey from Colwyn Bay to Bangor, even without that), but it didn’t half bother me that I fucked up royally.

This week, I did another little fuckup.

You see, my mum has intrusted in me her Toyota Yaris, which looks something like this:

It’s all well and good, but I’m used to driving Volkswagen Golf’s, which look like this:

It’s been a long road to this point. My favourite brother (sorry Rick, but you are in New York and I am jealous for that) had to learn in my dad’s totally unsuitable cars, so I’ve had to do convincing to my mum to learn in a car with power steering, and brakes, I’ve had the talk on how cars handle differently, and how I should drive easily with other people’s cars. I’ve convinced my mum that I’m a safe, responsible driver and that I can handle her car.

She’s bought me insurance, and was all set to go for a drive on Tuesday.

Only I forgot my L plates.

Silly me.

Luckily it wasn’t that bad, and I drove a bit the next day.

I’m sure you can chance it though by saying “oh, they must’ve blown off”. What is the law about this?

Quiet weekend again for me this weekend, so I’m using it to catch up and promote a few projects. Guy’s a livesaver for Shagablogger, so I feel I should work on that. See you Monday!