Learning to drive

I was something of a late bloomer when it came to getting my driver’s license. I think it was because I lived in central Wellington and most places were a short walk away. When I was 24 I moved to London for 10 years, and there was zero need for a gas guzzler as I lived and worked in zones one and two the whole time I was there. As for those trips outside the M25, there was always someone else on hand to be the grownup driver. Continue reading