I'm now a qualified driver.
At the age of 35.
Rejoice.
Kristian, in celebratory mood.I'm expecting a host of messages, specifically from friends who ferried me about in their cars during the nineties, detailing their expectations regarding some lift-based recompense.
All I will say to them is that they're more than welcome to come up to the Lake District and I will drive them around as much as they like. In this way, I expect to balance any hunger for debt repayment against distaste at spending any time in my company. There's an element of yin/yang type shit in there, I think.
Anyway, as I said - rejoice.
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I am rejoicing. Well done, you shining star.
PS Any chance of a lift to the pub later?!
Be quiet, wife.
That'll be "ex-wife" if you keep up with that sort of talk.
Not in front of the help, darling.
that's one of the stranger blog exchanges i've read recently
Well done Kris:)
mat ripley unusually restrained?!
About bloody time - when you're good and ready you can give us a lift to Quasars (It's the hottest spot, it's the No.1!) 2 quid petrol money should do it....
Oh - and congratulations btw
Well done mate...! And i passed 3 days later on the 31st August. Mind you ive been driving on my own for awhile now (it being Ireland an' all :>)
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