On Tuesday Daughter-of-Furtheron took her driving test. Now she’d been learning just about a year having started a little after her 17th birthday. She’d always been on about learning to drive, I think for her it is a major part of showing she’s an adult and is all about a sense of freedom.
She’d been ready for a while I suspect as her instructor had pushed her finally to take her theory back in the Autumn but through a systems issue that got delayed and then she decided not to book the test until after the Christmas break. She passed with one minor and that was in the section about general car knowledge not actually anything to do with her driving. Her instructor is very experienced and said it was the best result he had ever had.
She text me straight after finishing the test with a very happy text. On getting home Mrs F called up the insurance company and asked how much to put her on Mrs F’s car insurance for a month or so, we’re hoping to sort out another option in that time as Mrs F’s Mum has a little runabout sat in her garage that she hasn’t used in months since she broke her shoulder – currently the physio still won’t sign her fit to drive. So plan is to get that running again and on the road for D-o-F until she goes to uni when frankly she won’t really need a car being on campus and close to all the city facilities. It wasn’t as much as we feared and Mrs F sorted it out there and then. The lady operator saying “Right then she is all ready to go right now”. She was stood with the keys in her hand before the receiver was down.
So I caught the train home as usual, meeting up with a friend coming back from a business meeting in Birmingham. Now Mrs F kindly drives towards the station most nights I commute picking me up about half way back home. I knew what would happen. As my friend and I walked up the road I saw the car there with two heads in it.
So finally enough of the back story. The new leg in life was being driven by one of my children for the first time – my son has never yet learnt to drive, he’s never had a real desire/need to. She really impressed me – but then I was thinking over these subtle yet large changes in life. In the grand scheme of the world hardly a blip but for our family it isn’t a little thing – it is a significant step in her becoming an independent adult.
Got me thinking about all those things that you go through in life that from the outside look little but have a big bit meaning inside your little circle. On the news daily big stuff is reported but often really that has little impact on me but this stuff this does have impact on me. All part of reminding myself what is important to me – it isn’t a footballer making a gesture or not. It isn’t whether inflation and unemployment figures might alter interest rates. It is things like being driven home by my daughter for the first time.