Chauffeur

I’ve been lucky to spend all weekend with B, now he’s 18 it doesn’t happen often. He wanted to practice driving his route to Birmingham which was fine until we went down the one way street past his work neither of us had been down before. From then on it was a catalogue of wrong lanes, missed turns and a very scenic tour of Birmingham. Eventually after we’d put the satnav on it sent us down a lane and we popped out on the dual carriageway and I knew where we were. He’s had his first trip to fill his car with petrol, bought us sausage rolls and Percy pig sweets, then he offered to take me shopping. Our elderly neighbour wanted to get out the house for a bit so he asked to came along too. It’s like having a personal chauffeur, I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts.