Friday, 26 October 2007

What is it that comes after Pride...?

Oh yes, I remember. A Fall. Having passed his driving test, number three son reverses into one of the columns holding up the front of the house, and breaks the rear bumper. He is horrified at the total cost of repairing the damage, and is profuse with his apologies. He clearly feels rotten about his misjudgement. It looks like another (slightly expensive) lesson in his driving learning, which really starts now. Negotiations will be conducted to agree what his contribution towards the restoration of a pristine little car will be.

Having done a rather similar thing just after I passed my test (way back in 1966) I have some sympathy, but not much.

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