Memoirs of a Driving Instructor
by Clive Fattorini
Reversing Round A Corner
Prior to doing the reverse round a corner certain points
of turn are explained to the pupil. These can initially assist the pupil
in knowing when to turn the steering wheel during this particular manoeuvre.
The particular point in question was when to straighten
the steering wheel after completing the turn. To help two white sticky
labels were placed on the bottom of the rear window. These were about
6 inches apart and the instruction was to straighten the wheel when the
2nd marker touched the kerb. On completing the turn the pupil proceeded
to straighten the wheel when she thought the correct marker had touched
the kerb. I could see that she was doing this far too early so I stopped
the vehicle and pointed this out to the pupil.
The pupil remarked "Is it the middle marker?". I could
not for the life of me see how two markers could have a middle one, but
she insisted that there were three on the back window. As I had only stuck
two on I wondered where the other one had come from.
On examining the marks closely it became obvious to me
as to what had happened. It seemed hard to believe at the time but a seagull
had obligingly dropped, whatever they drop, and it had landed directly
in between the original 2 marks to make 3.
Thank goodness it wasn't a driving test!
Flat Out...
On another occasion a pupil was just about to set off when
she decided that her seat was not positioned correctly so she turned to
the examiner and said "Will it be alright if I adjust my seat?".
He replied "By all means just do as you would normally do."
At which she pulled the handle up to adjust her back position
and the seat fell suddenly backwards into a horizontal position complete
with pupil.
The examiner gave a long admiring look and retorted. "Oh dear! Just
carry on when you are ready."
Glad To Be of Help ?
One of my pupils informed me that his wife was getting annoyed
with his driving. Apparently she was accompanying him when he drove the
family car. At the end of his road he had to reverse into the driveway
at home. Unfortunately on several occasions he had hit the gateposts.
By this time the car had lost some paint and did not seem to be the shape
that it was meant to be.
To help him out of this dilemma he asked me to afford him
more time reversing on his lessons so that he could improve more quickly.
(What he meant really was that he wanted to keep his wife quiet). This
of course is what I did and he seemed to improve quite a lot over a period
of several weeks.
As he did not make any further comment about his reversing
I imagined that his problem had been resolved. I left it for another couple
of weeks and then more out of curiosity than anything I asked him about
his reversing at home.
"How is the reversing going now Bob, are you managing
to get into the driveway OK?", I enquired.
"Fine, no problem at all", he replied.
I felt an admiration and was very pleased that I had helped solve the
serious situation that he had being getting himself into.
"So all the extra reversing and tuition has finally paid off then?",
I asked.
"Well no, not really", he said, "Ive taken the bloody
gateposts out havent I?"
Rocket Powered...
One of my very attractive young lady pupils was called Jane, in fact
she had a very short name it was JANE ILES.
Being a very polite person whenever any of her friends were near she
would say hullo followed by their name and wave to them. The reply was
always the same "Hullo, rocket!"
This of course had me very confused but I put up with it for quite some
time. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me and I just had to ask
her. "Jane", I said, "why is it that your friends always
call you 'rocket'?"
"They always have done", came the reply. "But surely
there must be a reason as to why you are given a particular nickname?",
I remarked.
"Well its a bit embarrassing to me, but if you promise not
to laugh or tell anyone else I will tell you", Jane said. I agreed
and she continued.
"The story goes like this. Once when I was in class the tutor went
out of the room and everyone started talking. After a few minutes the
tutor came back in and started calling my name "Jane". Of course
no one heard her because of the noise, so she raised her voice and shouted
very loudly, "MISS ILES!". Everyone ducked down and then of
course the class broke into an uproar of laughter!"
Finally I wiped the tears from my eyes and apologised to Jane for not
being able to keep my promise.
When she went to the Test Centre for her Driving Test the examiner asked
her what name should he use when addressing her. "Jane", she
said with a smile.
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