Michelle Morgan: Glad to be back in the driving seat

Michelle has tired of getting wet waiting for buses and bought a car
Michelle has tired of getting wet waiting for buses and bought a car

So as you know, I stopped driving seven months ago, but the whole public transport/walking malarkey hasn’t quite worked out.

First of all, the weather has been so bad that my poor dad has had to give me lifts frequently.

Then having to rely on public transport to get me to and from the town centre would be OK if not for the fact that buses are frequently late, and there are only two an hour that actually come to my side of town.

This means that if I miss one bus, I have to wait 30 minutes in the rain for another one.

The final straw came last week when the bus was late, and then when it did arrive, the driver disappeared from his cab for five minutes; came back; drove off and then finally returned to be faced with half a dozen irate older ladies who were all furious that they were going to be late for their hospital appointments.

So bearing all that in mind, I had decided that the time had come to look for another car.

As luck would have it, my parents decided to buy a new car just as I was thinking of looking for one so, to cut a long story short, I bought their old car and I’m now firmly back on the road.

To say I’m happy about it would be an understatement.

Now I can get to and from school without having to get a lift; and I am able to take a quick dash into town without waiting for hours for a bus.

I thought my daughter would be thrilled to have me driving again too.

However, when I told her, she groaned and said: “Oh, I hate the way granda’s car smells. It smells just too clean.

“I liked your old one – that smelled of old sweets, bubble gum and juice.”

Hmm, note to self… maybe I should I clean this one more frequently than I did the last one!