My mum wouldn't let my dad teach me to drive as she knew we'd rip each others throats out before we got to the end of the drive!! She was probably right aswell!!

I had a private driving insructor who was really good. We had a laugh in the car, she'd make me drive tot he florists to pick up some flowers, it was just like driving a friend around really.

Well I passed my test, just over two years ago, and since then I've only allowed my dad in my car as a passenger twice!! The first time he made me drive him and my brother to Scarborough for the day, and had me in tears before we got to the petrol station a mile down the road, by which time I was ready to get out of the car, scream at him, tell him where to shove it and walk home!! The second time I nearly got out the car before we left the street!!

YOu see he does this and then he tells me I'm a good driver.......hello?......does that actually make any sense to anyone?

The thing is, I hate being told what to do in the car as it distracts me and I get VERY VERY nervous as I was the passenger in a very bad car crash 3 years ago, (right in the middle of learning to drive). I swore I would never set foot in anything that had wheels and a motor again. So as you can imagine it was very difficult and painful for me to get back in the car and carry on driving lessons. So the last thing I need is my dad telling me things I already know AND am in the process of trying to do as he is pointing fingures at things on the dashboard etc and distracting me.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Sorry.

I've finished my little rant now.

Emma xxx