What's pink and stiff and spends most of it's time below my belt?

You all have such filthy minds.

Now go and wash it clean and consider yourselves lucky I don't call a police officer or a priest!


No, you silly lot the answer is.....


A

FULL

UK

DRIVING

LICENCE!


The 'L' plates are gone...

..."poor old Ed's free of them at last!"


I actually passed my test on the 21st of last month but I've been waiting for the licence to hit the mat before telling the wide world. Even the "green P's" only lasted a week before I binned them.
People see the L or P plates and decide to treat you like a T*£T! and cut you up and worse, so it was off with their heads and now I'm up and down the motorway on my own with impunity.

Everyone said,
"You wait till you start driving on your own! You'll shit yer self!"

Not a bit of it. I was driving on my own the afternoon of my test.

Now let me tell you this, I did need a bit of help on the motorway stuff and thanks go to my beloved Tracy for the help and encouragement she gave me. 'Luckily' we have a motorway going right through the Wirral, so I'm getting lots of practice. For example, today I did over 70 miles going between mine and Clatterbridge, Tracy's and mine.

And seeing as I haven't been any where exotic I've managed to do over 614 miles since the 21st of last month, so what's that been 23 days? So that's 26.696 miles per day, going nowhere. Sounds daft really.

Did have a week at the caravan last week and I got to use Tracy's Honda Odyssey all week. So there is at least another 400 miles. We tend to get out and about and USE our Welsh heritage membership to see castles and to the full when we go to the 'van.

Two things I have come to believe about this driving lark and they are:-

1. The test is a peice of piss (both parts(three is you count the hazard perception section as a seperate entity)).
2. If I keep doing it I may get the hang of this driving lark

Safe driving and don't have nightmares.

I'm off for a few beers