I once had a driving lesson on the last day of college.
Forgetting the lesson was arranged I went to pub, and drank lots of 'k' cider, follwed by some malt whisky and a couple of biftas. I wasn't able to walk or see straight, but wasn't going to waste my money, so took the lesson anyway. It was rather scary. Particularly on the Norwich ring road.
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Mon 20 Sep 2004, 11:33,
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