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MenoSundays; Life Lived Lovingly

Captial 'ell' Love comes in many guises. It is, remember, not the lustful, heart-wrenching, hormone-imploding thing which demeans the truth of Love.

It is that which knows no boundaries of the heart, is not tied to any anchors. It permits for reaching across great distances and having compassion and making friendships without expectation of return. It flourishes when that same outreach is returned. It is one of the joys of blogging that one can connect with people of different backgrounds, different views, different frames of reference and know that, in spite of these differences, there is much which is similar, much which ties us together.

It is with immense delight that I join in a celebration with one of my dearest blogpals for her 16th birthday. None other than Madison D. Cat. She asked us to share experiences of learning to drive. Not particularly easy to incorporate into a MenoSunday post, but I made a good start, I think... but what about the driving???



I have actually written about this before. However, that's a lengthy MacHistory post and there was only a small paragraph about the very beginnings of my driving adventure... It went like this

Look at the top pic again... you will see two vehicles.  The Landrover has a big "L" on it... this was the father's little joke when he took me off road sitting on his lap and holding the steering wheel. I was learning to drive!  The actual driving came in the other vehicle. As mentioned in this post.

That link within the paragraph will take you to another relevant post, of equal nostalgia, where I actually got to turn wheels and shift gears...

But the licence didn't actually come until I was 21 because, for some reason, I never felt the urge. I could drive. I had also learned to drive tractors on Grandad's farm. I didn't have a vehicle though. In Nigeria, we had a driver. When I came back to Edinburgh after that, the city transport was excellent, so again, I felt there was no requirement. However, my brother was placed in boarding school and under my care and a stipulation of the parents was that I must be able to drive, even though his school could be reached by bus. So I went through the motions. Passed the test first time.

I loved driving. Still do. I am sure a large part of that is due to the father who Loved his daughter like a son and permitted her to do 'boys' things and put a great big "L" on his vehicle to show it.

Happy Birthday Madi!



19 comments:

  1. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Aunty what a wonderful story about learning to drive. Mom read it to us just now. OMCs your home was truly blown about. Mom does believe that type of experience, even early, in life can leave its mark on one. She is terribly afraid of thunderstorms and lightning for a very similar reason. Thank goodness your brother needed a ride to from school or you might never have gained all the road experience to now have and who knows maybe it gave you your love of travel by any mode.
    Thank you so very much for joining my bday celebrations...you are the best Aunty
    Hugs madi your bfff

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    1. Hari Om
      It was a challenge and joy to work this post in your honour Madi - I hope you have a most happy and joyous Sun-Birth-Day!!! Hugs and whiskeries, YAM-aunty xxx

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  2. That is a wonderful story, and we just loved your description of love. SO true. Happy 16th Madi!

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  3. Good morning! A most interesting post. I've never learned to drive or, perhaps more accurately, make a very poor driver. It's a treat to be able to drop in and visit this morning.

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  4. Love the photo of the caravan and vehicles, and also the mental picture of you on your father's lap holding the steering wheel.
    Cheers, Gail.
    PS In the 1960s our family car was a Morris 1100.

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  5. I wanted to learn but girls were not allowed, my brother did at 15. but at age 18 i got my license. my story will post tomorrow. loved yours and the fact you have a vehicle marked for you. i have never lived where public transport is easy to use, but it would be nice to not have to pay for cars and repairs and gas and insurance. my friend in Maine sold her car because even at 3.00 a day for the bus, it was way cheaper for her than owning.

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  6. Love the picture. And, I love to drive.

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  7. Great Post! And I am so furry happy that I am reading this on Caturday afternoon. I had forgotten about Madi's birthday! Now I ca get a post together!
    Love your story!
    Purrs
    Marv

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  8. Never drove in my life maybe it has something to do with living in Sydney, if in a small country town I think I would love it.
    Merle.............

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  9. Ahh, great love-filled memories of those early "road trips". We can see that Madi and her Mom were delighted with it too. We may have to do a sequel to our road trip for Madi as we spent most of the post figuring out how to even get started:)

    Happy 16th Birthday to sweet Madi.

    Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber

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  10. the mama learnt to drive on a tractor too... therefore she drives all cars like a tractor ,O))) I wish I had such an old landrover, I would like it to have something what is practically undestructable... but the prices for that cars are as high as the eiffel tower ;O)

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  11. I always said I wanted to drive a motorcycle, yet I have never gotten around to learning it!

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  12. I work with a lot of young women who haven't learned to drive due to living near good public transportation. I tell them first, it is easier to learn when you are young and second, you never know where life will take you, get that license even if you don't use it!

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  13. I can relate to not really needing to drive as I didn't get my first car until I was in my 30s...but I had the same outlook as K-10 and did get my license at 17, just in case... ;-)

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  14. Love this story. Is this the beginning of love with the capital ell LLLLLL?
    namaste, janice xx

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    1. Hari OM
      "L"ove has always existed; what we need to do is learn to tap into it. If we are very lucky, we are born in a place where it is close to the surface... Yxx

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  15. Funny how a few of us did not feel the need to get our licenses too early!
    hugs
    Hazel & Mabel

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  16. My Mum used to drive anywhere and everywhere, the joys of living out in the countryside. These days she's gone all 'Princess' as well and gets driven everywhere...by Mr Train Driver, heh
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

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  17. I can tell you like driving! I love your trips!! Our kids are driving in Quebec this weekend. [They are doing a world tour in the summer! ]

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