WELL THATS MY STYLE

Well that's my style, how do you like it? Ready for more....Here goes to entertain but more than that it is an insight into one young haidresser's life from age fourteen to fourty. I only gave you half of chapter six I don't want to spoil you, the second half of chapter will follow shortly. In the meantime I'll tell you how I came to be an advanced driver! yes me! Well, I was eating fish and chips for my supper, and as was the custom in those days they had been wrapped on the outside in newspaper. So I was reading the ads and everything, where possible because the grease from the fish and chips blanked out bits here and there. However I read enough of a large headline that asked "Are there no expert women drivers?" The challenge for women to awnser had been open for seven months and no women had taken it up. I was thirtynine so you know what mood I was in. I was on the phone and booked in for this driving challenge the day following, Tuesday afternoon.

I turned up 5 minutes early in my overall,because being half-day closing I had been working that morning. I was careful to observe every rule in the highway code as I set off with an examiner,eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror, just below 30m.p.h through Bunley until we moved out onto country lanes. I let the car,(a 3.5 litre Jaguar)speed up to show I wasn't nervous which I was, and that I could handle the speed as well as control it. It was a 2 hour hour test and Ienjoyed it immensely. Ihad been having instruction at the Police Driving Istruction Headquarters near Preston.As my confidence was high anyway.

I recieved an ADVANCED DRIVERS CERTIFICATE(See Link) and an invitation to join the advanced drivers club and to buy a prestigious badge for the car grill but we had one like it stolen, an AA. badge which was similar so I declined. It all helped to make my 39th year challenges.