‘At 47, I finally passed my driving test’
Flic Everett, a writer, 51, lives in the West Highlands with her husband Andy, also 51, and their two dogs.
I turned to the examiner in the passenger seat and braced myself. It was my fifth driving test, and the signs so far weren’t good. I’d stalled, driven over a kerb, and had been so obviously anxious during the first half that he’d asked me to pull over and take a deep breath before continuing. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘I have to tell you… you’ve passed!’
After four failures, countless lessons and even a hypnotherapy session, I couldn’t quite process that I’d finally succeeded at the age of 47.
That was in 2018, and as I now drive,
