Oh what a day, this one requires more than one bottle of wine. Brad and I got our HR licences today, yippee!

What a day it was - our power tripped instructor was a unique variety of human, taking us out in an old truck with gearbox more worn out than hippy thong. He spent the entire day telling me to "split you box" in between his snorting, grunting, eating and snorting. Of course each time he said it I tried my hardest not to laugh with Brad smirking in the background.

There were moments when we both thought we wouldn't pass, and that was before the written test (which by the way was nothing like the online practices). We only needed an MR (Medium Rigid Licence) but somehow we managed to split our box well enough to get a HR (Heavy Rigid) thus potentially providing more job options on the road or licence for a future upgrade.

So now, legal, I drove down to Dad's tonight, just because I could. Took him, Faye and Pat for a drive, the girls were suitably impressed. PS - split your box means selecting high and low range on a 9 speed gear box.

Oh funny thing, found myself having to cheat on the eye chart test....had no hope of reading the top two lines as requested (so cheated) then promptly took myself of to an optometrist concerned I was blind, only to find out that only 5% of people can read the bottom line. Phew, not blind, no need to cheat at all.