Concentration

Hez is a fair few lessons in to her training but I believe that's the first she's actually driven off directly from the door. She normally gets taken off to some disused airfield or somewhere there's no other living creatures or objects to be crashed into.*

What with this, her leaving school this week and then heading off to Crete in a week's time with a gang of like-minded teenagers (not sure I'll like what they might have in mind, but trying not to think about it too much) I'm guessing we can pack away the Barbie dolls.

Off to another wedding reception tonight, second in as many weekends, and and only a stone's throw from the country house we were at last week. It's a tough life.

*Only kidding Hez, you drove off there like a pro.