A horribly early start on another very cold morning. But cold and damp today, no glorious blue skies until a little later. Fidel Castro has decided to spend more time with his cigars, but I am stuck with teacing folk to drive. Starting with H, who turns out to be a copper's son. Nice enough lad, did I detect a touch of arrogance? Maybe, time will tell. He has the basics, but again I have just a week to get him through a test. Goes well enough, though he can be a bit over confident, and I leave him with a few thoughts to mull over.
Then to S, good old S, still struggling gamely and definitely now making progress.
Next, and staying in Aylesbury is a young South African by name of T. A shy, very polite 17 year old who has done a bit of driving,He is reasonably proficient, but struggles when we get to the nitty gritty of the town, He'll be ok though, I drop him at Missenden station and head for home.
ems spends all night on my laptop. what is she doing? It transpires that she is preparing a heart warming manifesto to be allowed a pet rabbit.
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