…I am an excellent driver. Admittedly I perform better when no one is around, but I can tell you from my experience of driving myself everywhere that I am a pro behind the wheel.
It is simply other people that cause the problems.
Let’s talk about yesterday. To the chap in the black jeep. Who found it perfectly acceptable to stalk me to the garage to let me know more indicators were not working.
I thanked him profusely, whilst simultaneously biting my lip stressed about the cost of new indicators. Imagine what a muppet I felt later when I tested my indicators to realise they were both in impeccable condition and the chap was merely referring to our first meeting at the roundabout.. ..
Sarcasm did not suit him. And everyone knows indicating at roundabouts is just something to do to pass your driving test….
I am loved when I drive on motorways. People even flash me from behind to say hello. Last week, a handsome devil even took the time to come out from behind me in the fast lane and drive alongside me for a while waving with his fingers. He kept alternating between one and two digit signals. I think he may have been trying to pass on his number but as hard as I searched through my handbag I couldn’t find a pen to write it down.
Shame.
Parking.
Also a forte of mine. I drive a seven seater car so am doing good to the environment by carrying passengers that would normally need two cars to transport.
Because of the size of my car, and it’s passenger capability then I think it is perfectly acceptable to take up a couple of spots in the multi storey car park.
The lady who disagreed with me on this fact recently was driving a mini, so really was in no position to comment.
I always stick to the speed limit. The day I collected nine points in one twelve hour period was merely bad luck and I still argue that my speedometer must have been faulty.
Plus now I have been on two speed awareness courses I can claim I have gone through further education courses on driving so am more qualified than most on the road.
As I said, I am excellent driver, just unappreciated for my art.
When I first passed my driving test I got pulled over and the policeman asked me what speed I was doing? (35 in a 30 – obvs!) I proudly said, in a “get out of jail for free” fashion – “Oh I’m sorry officer, I have no idea, my speedo isn’t working”! Recently I did a speed awareness course too. That’s 4 hours of my life I’ll never get back! Made me a safer driver mind. And good luck if I’m searching for a parking space and you’re in TWO! 😉 #just-sayin’
Eek! I think you’d drive me nuts if I came across you driving 😉
Tsk – I am exceptional!
I am a professional passenger (so am qualified to criticise all other drivers) and bad drivers make me very nervous and liable to parp the horn and make rude gestures towards the offending driver.
You would be fine with me then….
Ha ha! You sound exceptional! 🙂 x
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Lol. I find driving a 4×4 immediately makes me the queen of the road. Right up until there’s a bigger one coming the other way. Mind you, I am the one who got stopped for speeding on her second driving lesson!
Ha! classic x x
Very funny – but it’s the sort of driving that drives me up the wall >_<!!!
How odd!
It’s the no indicating one that really gets me – drivers are notorious round my way – drives me mad!!
Really…. Indicators are so last week
I can’t drive yet but I am hoping to learn this year and the sort of drivers you are talking about make me worried just to think about it!
The other people?
I think I am a good driver but I hate middle lane drivers, my one bug bear!
Oh I like the fast lane….
Ha ha, 9 points in 12 hours? Definitely a faulty speedo. xxx
Obviously…
Well, you are better than me, I havent even passed my test!
That wil ke you safe
I am pretty sure that indicators are an optional extra when it comes to some peoples cars!
I opted out
And your car is so lovely that if you park in 2 spaces next to my car I shall take a photo of it. I will then inspect my car on my return to ensure I haven’t stolen any of your paint work.
I am rubbish driver but I am yet to go on a speed awareness course lol.
Ha!
Someone followed you to tell you off about not using your indicator? Don’t these people have jobs or homes to go to???
You’d think
Hehe this reminded me many years ago when I was changing lanes very slowly. The driver behind sped up alongside me to give me an appreciative round of applause. I miss those 🙂
Lol
I don’t drive, I hate it with a passion x
You could be my passenger….
I too am an exceptional driver, except when I forget I am driving and slip on my lead boots… I have a diver awareness course under my belt too 😉
Means you are advanced x
This made me laugh. I am good at driving hubs up the wall lol
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I am the driver in our household and this made me chuckle. I spent last week getting frustrated with people who hog the outside land and refuse to move!! lol
Skilled drivers like moi?
Hmmmm, I think we *may* have a lot in common Jane! Reckon I could run my own speed awareness course 😉
Future business idea there lady
Love this post! You sound like an excellent driver and I am so glad to hear that so many people are able to show you how good you are with various hand signals and chats. I’m pleased to hear that you have saved money on new indicators too. The less you use them, the less often they need replacing, surely??
Wise lady!!!!
It’s hilarious but not indicating on roundabouts drives me nuts!
you will use them up!
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Struggling to park in an end spot in a multi-storey last week shaved YEARS off my life! I too have had someone try to give me his number on the motorway…
LOL!!!!
Driving used to drive me absolutely up the wall when we lived in France, so when we moved to London we abandoned cars and took to public transport, life is far less stressful….. Having said that your driving would go down a treat in France, it’s standard practice 😉
I can attest to your absolutely masterful driving. It’s scary how well you drive.
Like, terrifying to be a helpless passenger scary.