I actually had my first driving lesson today. Oh yes. Me. In a car. Driving!

Never thought it would happen.

And mighty scary and exciting it was too.

Highlights include:

Being told to pull away and drive just ten minutes into the lesson.
Making my first right turn like I was in a rally (what brake??).
Shifting down from third - THIRD GEAR! Woo! - flawlessly.
Managing to not quite completely drive directly over a mini-roundabout.
"You look quite relaxed." "You should feel my muscles!"
I only stalled twice. Once at a junction and once when pulling over.
Driving on the wrong side of the road and not realising.
The instructor has the same name as my mother.
She also tried to pull the seatbelt off the wall.

At the end she told me I'd done quite well for my first lesson. I was still shaking and glowing with pride two hours later. Chuffed as a steam engine!

I could get used to this driving lark.

Next time, she's threatened me with three point turns. At this rate, I'll have passed my test by christmas!