I failed my driving test by two points. To add insult to injury, the office actually gave me a little pink certificate to prove that I failed. Statement of Failure. So, pink statement of INCOMPETENCY TO DRIVE in hand, I walked back out to my car, started it up, and drove myself home. Welcome to Ireland.

(The phrase STATEMENT OF FAILURE really gets to me. This makes me think I have some failure issues. I shouldn’t let it get to me though, as the pass rate is around 53% so chances weren’t great that I would actually pass on my first try.)

Also, someone actually REVERSED INTO MY CAR during my test. I was waiting to turn right (across traffic) with someone else also waiting to turn right sitting in front of me. The person in front had pulled too far into the intersection and hadn’t completed the turn before the lights changed, so when the traffic in the opposite direction started going, a big truck turning onto our road didn’t have enough room to turn without hitting the car in front of me. The car started to reverse, and before I had time to think, “What the? He’s reversing! What should I do?” he had backed into my bumper and I was totally flustered. I got a “reaction to hazards” fault for that, and I’m still not entirely clear on what I should have done. poo. At least there wasn’t any damage to me (apart from my calm, cool & collected attitude) or the car.

To cheer me up, here’s an adorable picture of Louis all snuggled up in a blanket.

Awwwww. That’s much better…

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