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Ed says. . . please, just give me a driving licence

Last week marked the 3rd time I failed my driving test. The first time was ten years ago, just before I went to unit, where I picked up a major fault two minutes before the test ended, dooming me to a decade of public transport, and god-awful rail journeys up and down the country (during those ten years I had neither the time, nor the money, to retake my test). The second time was only a month ago, where I managed to spectacularly mess up a turn in the road by mounting the curb - the rest of the drive had been perfect.

The last time was different - I was convinced I'd passed. When I pulled back into the test centre, the examiner asked me if I remembered the horse I'd overtaken. Apparently I hadn't given it enough room, and had overtaken a tad too fast. A horse. In London. Major fault. No licence for you sir.

My major annoyance with constant supervision while driving is the lack of music. I listen to music while I'm doing everything. When I wash the dishes, I tend to listen to something fast paced and rocky to make the time fly by while I'm up to my elbows in suds. When I write, I pop the radio on in the background so I don't over think, and lull myself into a half conscious state where the words just flow.

I have yet to drive with music on, and I can't wait to start doing so. Whenever I hear a boy racer go past with bass rattling the windows of my house, I think to myself, "If he just tweaked the treble up a tad, and took some of the bottom off, that would probably sound amazing".

Alas, it's not to be. I have to endure another couple of weeks until I can retake my test, and then I'll probably encounter a UFO, exploding cattle, or the wheels will fall of the car. But, until then, I'm going to be spending my downtime creating the best driving playlist the world has ever seen!

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