It's always disorientating to start a week on a Tuesday, and it generally takes me the whole of the week to get back to working out what day it is. I pick up T for another 3 hour lesson, he has about four more before his test and he should be fine. Then next it's over to long struggling S. Decide to give him a break from the town this week and take him out for some progressive driving. He is making progress, but it is woefully slow, and by the time we get back to town he's stalling the car again with gay abandon, something I thought we had fixed a couple of months ago.
After S it's who is on his last lesson before his test. When I first met him his driving worried me a bit but he has knuckled down really well and has his test tomorrow. If he does nothing silly he should fly through.
In the evening it's off to another exciting meeting at the WDDIA. Gorey presentation of Northern Ireland crash videos from Keith the fireman, and then more pointless waffle abou the YDE as if we all have an interest in it. Afterwards have a couple of beers in the Horseshoes with B & N.
When I get home the coverage of Super Duper Tuesday is starting, though it seems mercifully at the last minute the "duper" has been dropped and we are back on familiar territory. Unfortunately the effects of a day's work pile on top of far too much footslogging around Marrakech and the fight between eyelids and gravity is a no contest.
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