Well there are some right smug eejits on here aren't there.
When a lot of women and men were shaking driving in the big bad country snow, I loved it, I was in my element as I can drive.
I won't drive long disatance as I hate it after a horrific motorway pile up courtesy of some cocksure sales rep cutting someone up at 90 odd mph and another cocksure commuter who forgot about stopping distance on a motorway, who I quote "Didn't even think as he took that route everyday".
We managed to stop didn't stop us being in the middle though and rammed at great speed into the car infront.
Now I also have 2 SN children to tend to, so although I have enough tactics to distract for 20 odd mins, I'd love someone to try and drive 30 mins plus on a motorway with no where to stop when they start screeching/humming/headbutting.
So long journeys or where there is more than one of our SN children around is only done with another adult in the car, DH offers to drive as he knows I am petrified of motorways.
I couldn't give a toss if that does not fit the feminist movement, that's my choice, no-one elses.
I do all the phonecalls in the house as DH gets a bit clammy talking on the phone, no idea why he does, it's called working together and it works for us 