So I finally get round to take my driving test after years trying. I turn up at the test centre today at 1.30 only to be told that my test was at 11.30. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I didn't print out the time as I ran out ink but carefully wrote down the time in my diary or so I thought.
Just went to New Look to do some retail therapy and overheard a group of 17 year old girls talking about their driving shoes and how they drive here , there and everywhere. I am 34. Hopeless aren't I?
I rebooked text, printed it out this time and have stapled in diary. The trouble is I have always bbeen a space cadet..it's getting me down.