Who's gonna drive you home

Drove into work this morning, and found I was actually more nervous about it than I was before passing my test! Partly because I hadn't driven Sion's car for months, and it all felt weird and different and awkward; but also partly because I felt like there was more pressure (self-imposed, mostly) to get everything right now that the L-plates are off -- despite the fact that I know I'm no better at driving than I was just before I passed, if you see what I mean.

So, er, thanks to Sion for putting up with a very ragged drive. I suspect I'm not going to be driving home for Christmas after all. (The Chris Rea earworm I've given myself now is punishment enough, though.)