. I was out on M on his own the other day. He's ok on his own but much happier with a wingman.The tanker was coming so I asked him to stop and I turned M round so it could come past us not towards us as he's happier with that and as usual, he did. We had a long straight stretch behind us so as I turned I could then see a low slung boy racer car coming towards us FAST. The tanker driver increased his speed (was still pretty slow) to get past us then stuck his lorry out in the middle of the road to make sure the car slowed down. He always seems to look out for us.
Not a driving instructor (i don't think), but my favourite bizarre driver moment recently was a man in a pristine white Audi who came up behind me and little mare as we were heading up a short single track stretch of hill that is really too narrow to fit a car and horse alongside each other. I went to trot on to a passing place just ahead, but he kept coming up alongside me so I stopped to help him squeeze by as quickly as possible. The screeching and scratching as he dragged the car by in the hedge was about to make my brain pop when he decided to stop, wind down the window and said "i can't fit by" in slightly distraught voice. Bless him, I just didn't know what to say....I ended up reversing little mare down the hill (he'd blocked off my way forwards with the front of the car), and then watched him to wiggle the car around trying desperately to extract it from the hedge without causing any more damagewe found that but it was extremely funny in our case. Riding 2 horses on a very quiet, narrow country lane. Met a car, it was far easier for it to back a short distance than for us to go back for half a mile. We sat and waited, and waited. The driver did at least hit reverse and made a tiny amount of progress into the hedge which hid a wall. So we waited and car moved off the wall, after about 10 minutes and numerous amounts of wall hitting the woman driver and male passenger swopped places. He reversed. We stopped to thank him and he was very sheepish. Then he told us that the woman was a driving instructor.
. It was quite amusing watching her trying to dodge muddy puddles in white jeans and silver stilettos When she got back in the car, she accidentally put it in reverse and shot backwards into a hedge rather than driving past me. I don't know if she was embarrassed but she didn't even make eye contact to say thank you as she drove past!
That’s very interesting, thank you. We did get the full reg at the time and I kept repeating it out loud, but by the time we got home I could only recall ??68 and the last three letters. We were quite shaken and didn’t want to stop and get our phones out to record the number while still on the road. We got the colour of the car but not the make, it’s some obscure SUV hybrid (know that from the driving school website).
Is it reasonable to expect me to drop it and move on? I am sorely tempted, if I hear nothing more, to post sarcastic reviews of the driving school on the internet, but maybe that is just me being childish.
and places where you can leave reviews without them being deleted...
Exactly that. It was left with the driving school boss that he would speak to his driver, find out his side of what happened and then I would hear back. But there has been radio silence since.