I didn't drive until recently. I passed my test in March.
The reason I didn't drive was because I was too frightened to. I couldn't afford to learn in my teens (my mum was a single parent and she couldn't afford to pay for lessons/first car either). Had my Dad been alive he would have taught me and paid for lessons though, I'm sure.
Anyhow, I intended to learn after uni and I had got a job. Ha! My first job was one in a claims office where I was taking calls about car accidents every day. It completely put me off. Plus I'm a dizzy bitch at the best of times and the thought of hitting someone terrifies me.
In my defence, I have never relied on anyone for lifts. I always walked or got public transport to places. I have relied on DH at times - but he's my DH and it's his job to run around after me
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Last year we decided we wanted to move a couple of miles away, however the DC are settled in school and I didn't want to move them. The thought of dragging them on a packed bus every day, in the rain, filled me with dread so, at the grand old age of 33, I learned to drive.
I'm shit at it though and sometimes would rather walk.
And I fucking hate parking, sometimes it's easier to get the bus!
Petrol is extortionate too and I hate myself for not being environmentally friendly anymore. I can't wait till the girls go to high school - I'll probably just walk to work.