Daisy Turnip writes.....
Daughter has just set off on her driving lesson.
If I don’t watch her pull off, ‘I don’t care’ and if I do watch her pull off, ‘I make her nervous’!? As a parent of a teenage daughter, once you’ve accepted that fact that whatever you do is wrong, you’ve then got your baseline!
Anyway, I watched - and she showed me the technical kangaroo skills she’s developed over the last couple of months!!
Showing posts with label driving lessons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label driving lessons. Show all posts
Thursday, 5 April 2007
Thursday, 15 March 2007
Teenage Exaggerations
Daughter had another driving lesson yesterday. The text, following the end of her lesson read, ‘brilliant lesson, he made me go 80 miles an hour’
Do you think I need to ‘have words’ with Mr Instructor or do you reckon daughter FEELS like she was driving at 80mph?!
Do you think I need to ‘have words’ with Mr Instructor or do you reckon daughter FEELS like she was driving at 80mph?!
Thursday, 1 March 2007
Daughter’s Driving Miss Daisy Crazy
Daisy Turnip writes.....
Daughter had her third driving lesson yesterday. I received a text after she’d finished saying ‘Was a night mare. Nearly started cryin xxx’
She came home later on, still quite upset about how badly the lesson had gone. In a motherly, comforting way I put my arm around her and said, “don’t go getting yourself upset, you’ll have good lessons and bad lessons – it’s perfectly normal, don’t worry about it’.
She told me she thinks she’ll never be able to drive and that she might as well give it up now! (Oh woe is me!!)
9.05 this morning I received a text from her, ‘Found lovely car. 2,390 1.0i x reg. Silver new corsa. Very cheap. Its on auto trader. Xx’
Fickle or what?
Daughter had her third driving lesson yesterday. I received a text after she’d finished saying ‘Was a night mare. Nearly started cryin xxx’
She came home later on, still quite upset about how badly the lesson had gone. In a motherly, comforting way I put my arm around her and said, “don’t go getting yourself upset, you’ll have good lessons and bad lessons – it’s perfectly normal, don’t worry about it’.
She told me she thinks she’ll never be able to drive and that she might as well give it up now! (Oh woe is me!!)
9.05 this morning I received a text from her, ‘Found lovely car. 2,390 1.0i x reg. Silver new corsa. Very cheap. Its on auto trader. Xx’
Fickle or what?
Sunday, 25 February 2007
Teenage Ramblings
Daisy Turnip writes.....
Last night, Hubby and I drove teenage Daughter and teenage friend into town as they were going to a friend’s party.
God, I thought teenagers were just supposed to scowl at adults and remain silent, giving the occasional grunt when asked a question by ‘old folk’.
I happened to ask how Daughter’s friend was progressing with her driving lessons! Wow, we could not believe our ears!! Both teenagers simply catapulted into dialogue – at the same time, both speaking over each other yet both telling us, and each other, how their lessons were going. Neither of them were listening to each other, yet they continued to talk at the same time about how their instructors were getting them to drive one handed (is this really true, I honestly cannot remember learning to drive with the instructor telling me to take one hand off the wheel. Hubby later informed me that his instructor held a stick in his hand and would hit his hand if he removed it from the wheel!! Ouch, now that is a little OTT for my liking and I wouldn’t like to think my daughter’s instructor would do that – but I would prefer something ‘in the middle ground’ to say the least). Daughter informed me, “You need to drive with one hand, for things like, if you’re changing CDs and the radio station” – oh god, I want her to revert back to a newborn baby, keeping me awake on the hour, for every hour, throughout the entire night!!
Daughter’s friend apparently keeps crying during lessons, has truly perfected the art of stalling the car and is very indecisive when pulling away from T-junctions. Daughter complained that a TRACTOR overtook her on a country lane and she nearly ended up in the verge!!! A tractor? How the bloody hell can a tractor over take a car??? I was truly speechless at his comment and I thought Hubby was going to crash the car!
Anyway, this dual conversation / talk at session, continued for the 20 minutes it took us to arrive in town.
They got out of the car – Hubby and I just glanced at each other and laughed. Those poor, poor driving instructors, oh how they must earn their money!!
Last night, Hubby and I drove teenage Daughter and teenage friend into town as they were going to a friend’s party.
God, I thought teenagers were just supposed to scowl at adults and remain silent, giving the occasional grunt when asked a question by ‘old folk’.
I happened to ask how Daughter’s friend was progressing with her driving lessons! Wow, we could not believe our ears!! Both teenagers simply catapulted into dialogue – at the same time, both speaking over each other yet both telling us, and each other, how their lessons were going. Neither of them were listening to each other, yet they continued to talk at the same time about how their instructors were getting them to drive one handed (is this really true, I honestly cannot remember learning to drive with the instructor telling me to take one hand off the wheel. Hubby later informed me that his instructor held a stick in his hand and would hit his hand if he removed it from the wheel!! Ouch, now that is a little OTT for my liking and I wouldn’t like to think my daughter’s instructor would do that – but I would prefer something ‘in the middle ground’ to say the least). Daughter informed me, “You need to drive with one hand, for things like, if you’re changing CDs and the radio station” – oh god, I want her to revert back to a newborn baby, keeping me awake on the hour, for every hour, throughout the entire night!!
Daughter’s friend apparently keeps crying during lessons, has truly perfected the art of stalling the car and is very indecisive when pulling away from T-junctions. Daughter complained that a TRACTOR overtook her on a country lane and she nearly ended up in the verge!!! A tractor? How the bloody hell can a tractor over take a car??? I was truly speechless at his comment and I thought Hubby was going to crash the car!
Anyway, this dual conversation / talk at session, continued for the 20 minutes it took us to arrive in town.
They got out of the car – Hubby and I just glanced at each other and laughed. Those poor, poor driving instructors, oh how they must earn their money!!
Thursday, 22 February 2007
Return of the Driving Instructor
Yay! My daughter's driving instructor did return today! She's now completed her second driving lesson! I'm impressed - with the driving instructor that is - 1 1/2 hours locked in the car with my daughter chatting away aimlessly, taking no notice of what he says, yet voicing an opinion about why all the other drivers are useless, is well, is nothing short of a miracle!
Well done Steve the driving instructor, you're more of a man than.... well, you know what I mean.
Well done Steve the driving instructor, you're more of a man than.... well, you know what I mean.
Daughter's First Driving Lesson
My daughter turned 17 last week!! Arrgggh, I feel old.
We live in a village approx 10 miles from the closest town. Learning to drive is a big thing for my daughter - she knows i'm not going to keep driving into and out of town on a Friday and Saturday night when she starts clubbing!!
A few weeks before her 17th birthday her driving licence arrived. The pressure was on to book the driving lessons! Oh dear!! I went through the Yellow Pages, spoke to friends and scoured the village magazine for driving instructors. I rang a few, requesting details about first time pass rates, hourly rates, car sizes (i don't want my daughter to learn to drive in a small car, to forever moan about big cars later on) etc. I finally came across the poor guy who I decided was going to teach my daughter to drive. I had a lengthy conversation with 'Steve' - my final words, after booking a block session of 12 one and a half hour sessions were, "Well, ok, many thanks, i can only wish you the very very best of luck with my daughter. If she does your head in or refuses to listen to you - i'm sorry, but it's your problem. Good luck" - he laughed, thinking i was joking. Oooh, if only he knew!! : )
Daughter had her first half and half lesson last Thursday. The instructor droppped her off in time, I then heard the sound of a car wheel spinning away.............!
Can't wait to see if he comes back next Wednesday for the 2nd lesson.
We live in a village approx 10 miles from the closest town. Learning to drive is a big thing for my daughter - she knows i'm not going to keep driving into and out of town on a Friday and Saturday night when she starts clubbing!!
A few weeks before her 17th birthday her driving licence arrived. The pressure was on to book the driving lessons! Oh dear!! I went through the Yellow Pages, spoke to friends and scoured the village magazine for driving instructors. I rang a few, requesting details about first time pass rates, hourly rates, car sizes (i don't want my daughter to learn to drive in a small car, to forever moan about big cars later on) etc. I finally came across the poor guy who I decided was going to teach my daughter to drive. I had a lengthy conversation with 'Steve' - my final words, after booking a block session of 12 one and a half hour sessions were, "Well, ok, many thanks, i can only wish you the very very best of luck with my daughter. If she does your head in or refuses to listen to you - i'm sorry, but it's your problem. Good luck" - he laughed, thinking i was joking. Oooh, if only he knew!! : )
Daughter had her first half and half lesson last Thursday. The instructor droppped her off in time, I then heard the sound of a car wheel spinning away.............!
Can't wait to see if he comes back next Wednesday for the 2nd lesson.
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