I actually wanted Anoreth to go, but she wouldn’t. I’ll get even eventually. (On Post Office time ...)
LOL!
My mother never learned to drive, and my dad was ill, my brothers were already out of the house with families of their own, so I drove my dad’s truck. Without a license.
I didn’t mind, though. My mother wasn’t too demanding in those days. In her later years, she thought she HAD to go to the store every day!
These days, I’m a defensive driver. You never know what someone else is going to do...and here, with all the folks on the roads who are “under the influence of something,” one has to be alert.
Lately, we’ve had a rash of people driving into homes. Last night, one drove into a light pole, and the Tallking Head posed the query, “I wonder why he didn’t wait a bit and drive into a house?”