I've lost confidence in my
husband's driving, he is a complete and utter nut job! It's like he turns into Taz of Tazmania as soon as he gets behind the wheel now!!
I find I drive less and less now not having to do the wretched school run anymore. I prefer using the bus and tubes and tend to walk as much as I can. Hubby really enjoys driving, especially when he's playing with cars, so he automatically climbs behind the wheel when we start a journey.
I'm used to city driving which drives me nuts but I find motorway driving much more annoying. Lorries are totally unpredictable and the habit of so many drivers to indicate
after they have pulled out drives me crazy!! You really have to have your wits about you. I've seen some horrendous things on motorways.
My night vision has deteriorated, probably because of the migraine but also because of the new fangled headlights: they totally blind me! Trouble is because I don't drink I always get stuck driving everyone home.
Interestingly though, used to city driving I'm much less comfortable on country roads. We spend a lot of time in Cornwall and the narrow almost single track roads with high hedgerows can freak me out. I drive really slowly along them always expecting a car to come crashing round the hidden bends. Hubby is normally yelling, 'for god's sake it's like living with a pensioner'. Rest assured he is suitably dealt with!!
My only advice is keep on driving. We have to push ourselves outside our comfort zones sometimes. I would worry that if I stop driving I'd never start again. I'm not too happy about driving abroad anymore and will make an excuse not to do so if I can, which is total madness. The Charles de Gaul roundabout is my idea of being in the depths of hell though I wouldn't think twice about Hyde Park Corner. Trying to negotiate on the
wrong side of the road with about eight lanes of traffic and when the priority is to those coming on to the roundabout is just wrong!!
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