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Yesterday I had a game of chess with my old man for the first time since Lisbon many years ago, we played it on a worn wooden board that had belonged to his grandfather who had used it in the trenches. I won with an assured victory, but as he was badly distracted by an injured knee he has had recently operated on, it was a hollow victory.

I've been looking at taking an intensive driving course in the next couple of months, as soon as I've had enough practice to be fairly confident in myself I'm going to be straight on it. For £445 I'll get four days of comprehensive lessons with a test at the end, with accommodation and breakfast included in the price. For that money I will be getting more tuition than if I had normal lessons with an instructor here, and with consecutive lessons I will learn a lot more efficiently. As an added bonus if I fail the test I'll get five hours of lessons and another test for free, and if I fail that I get the same again. So it's basically assured that for £445 I will be getting my licence, because there's no way in hell I am going to fail three times.
It's so close now I can taste it. I can't wait to finally be able to drive, to take Nicola out to restaurants and cinemas, to go and visit Harry and Daniel at uni, to go to all those racing events. The time is finally nigh.