Uncle Charlie and his First Car by Gordon Lawrie

Uncle Charlie came rather late to driving. He was over fifty when he passed his test at the third attempt and I can still recall cowering in his grey Morris 1000 as it stuttered around the city streets.

His car’s accelerator had just two positions – on and off – and there was a constant danger of whiplash injury – or worse, as this pre-dated compulsory seat belts. One day Auntie Ena and he were returning from church. Turning right into a busy road, he looked both ways before making a dash for it – powering straight through a Keep Left sign directly ahead.


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