They are lurking everywhere, waiting for an innocent person like me to make a mistake, but I have fooled them all, because if I enter a car it is on the passenger side. I was a late starter and was 36 years old when I took the driving test. It was a long job, and I almost gave up in between. Even my instructor had doubts. but we still greet each other today if we meet in the supermarket. He survived me so I suppose I should congratulate him. I had a total of approximately 90 driving lessons, which almost deserves an entry in the Guiness Book of Records. However, I still have my driving licence today, although I no longer really drive.
Everyone thought a miracle had happened when I passed the test the first time and at last I had a licence to
kill drive. When I was a working woman I did not have a big choice, and had my own car. With time Mr. Swiss and I became golden oldies and only needed one car for various shopping safaris. I now had a chauffeur, so why drive a car. After half a year as a passenger Mr. Swiss found I should drive now and again otherwise I might forget how it works. I was quite happy sitting in the passenger seat.
When I became 70 years old I had to take a driving intelligence test to see if my body was still qualified to grip a steering wheel. I was driving now and again, but only if I had to and suddenly everyone began to encourage me to drive again. In the meanwhile I had been diagnosed with MS, but even my neurologist found it would be important for me to keep my driving licence and so I reported to my doc for the golden oldie test. Of course I passed. It was all ablout putting a cross in the right place on the form. I was supposed to walk backwards in a straight line, but we left that one, because I could not even walk forwards in a straight line.
Eventually I was finished and everyone clapped and said I could keep my driving licence. I still drive today, but only when necessary. Mr. Swiss can do it much better than I can. I am now the emergency driver. I told my neurologist that I have difficulties with my left foot and leg. He found that as I was driving an automatic car I did not need anything left of my body because I would brake with my right foot and did not have to change gears. What a lovely man.
Today I really only drive if absolutely necessary. I do not like or enjoy driving, and prefer to take photos from the passenger seat.
This photo is posed for the camera. I am standing next to door on the passenger side of the car.