The A14 wasn’t even open when I ventured to the Test Centre in Station Road, Kettering, so that gives you some idea of how long it’s been!
I can truthfully say that I’ve never been so nervous in my life.
I recall my clutch leg shaking so badly as I went to engage first gear that I thought I’d never be able to exit the car park safely.
The route we took went along Northampton Road, and I remember not changing gears down soon enough, so my instructor’s little
Nissan Micra struggled with the incline.
At that point I was sure I’d failed, so I relaxed a bit... and then fortunately went on to pass.
It’s all very different now though, with the theory test having to be taken before you can even book your practical one.
I took my daughter along to the theory test centre in Corby in what used to be Neilsen Clearing House (it’s since relocated); another one of those establishments that everybody in Corby has worked in at some stage, or knows somebody who did.
I worked there one summer in the late 1980s, typing invoices on a large electric typewriter.
Now, I don’t know about you, but I thought the theory test was a quite straightforward affair.
However, as I sat in the car park nervously waiting, quite a few people left the centre in despair, obviously having failed.
One young woman came out in floods of tears; another exited clutching a piece of paper and then yelled across the car park to her waiting friend: “Sixth time lucky!”
She then carried on shouting that she couldn’t leave until she’d had a cigarette.
Now I’m no expert, but judging by the very pungent odour emanating, it was one of the more ‘herbal’ varieties.
I understand that there’s still quite a backlog for practical tests, so it’s as well that the theory pass lasts for two years until it has to be renewed.
I just dread to think how ‘Ms Six Tests’ will celebrate passing hers when the time finally comes!