He did it! At last! Daddy is an official driver. He managed to go round in a car for over 15 minutes without running anybody over, so they gave him a licence. Unlike last time he had a lesson on the day, just before the exam, so maybe that helped. Again he had to wait for over an hour until the examiner arrived, which apparently doesn't help steel your nerves, but the examiner was a nice young bloke and didn't put either of the examinees through anything too hard.
Daddy still can't drive though, he has to wait for the provisional licence, plus there is the matter of getting onto the car's insurance. No matter though, it didn't get in the way of celebrations - dinner at the usual celebration place - a really nice Indian at walking distance to home.
Definitely getting to grips (gettit?) with this grabbing stuff. Haven't really mastered it yet, but I'm waving my arms in the right direction. Just need to coordinate it with unclenching my fists and we're home and dry.
