As I waited at the end of my road for the complete tosser, arsehole, idiot driver to come screeching towards me WAY too fast and turn into my road without indicating I had to completely revise my opinion. Because above mentioned tosser, arsehole, idiot was my son. Newly qualified. Looking smug and over-confident and taking hands off the wheel to wave at me in a blur on his way passed. It made me wish I still had him strapped into a buggy being pushed about by me and in my complete control and out of harms way. Although there was the occasional moment when even getting any of them into the buggy required a quiet karate chop to the stomach to make them bend in the middle.
HOW did he get to be so big and scary? I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to him or my other two and teenage drivers are just notoriously dangerous. My daughter wants him to drive her to their dad’s house this weekend. Down the motorway and I’ve said no. Again. I can’t cope with the thought of them being together in the car on a motorway when he’s been driving 5 minutes and easily distracted and now she’s pissed off and thinks I’m being ridiculous and it’s going to become an issue no doubt. I do hope my X backs me up on this one.
I wish they’d introduce the laws they have in the States about not being able to drive anybody the same age for a year and limiting numbers of passengers too. Although I have to say it’s pretty impressive that I so far haven’t been in the car with him – not whilst he was learning or since he passed his test – is that the sign of a shrewd parent or a rubbish disinterested one. Must make him take me for a drive as soon as he gets home from school.
Here is an interesting quote about children:-
“”The children now love luxury; they have bad manners, contempt for authority; they show disrespect for elders and love chatter in place of exercise. Children are now tyrants, not the servants of their households. They no longer rise when elders enter the room. They contradict their parents, chatter before company, gobble up dainties at the table, cross their legs, and tyrannize their teachers”.
Socrates 400 BC.