My dad taught me to drive when I was 17 in his cortina but because we lived in central London I never got round to taking my test, as I didn't have any need for a car - nowhere to park (my dad rented a gaage), horrible insurance and by the time I was 18 I was working in IT for Lloyds Bank and spent all my spare time in the West End
13 years later, when SHMBO fell pregnant, I thought I had better pass. My wife already drove, so spent 6 months driving round in her Mk1 Escourt (with her in the car too) then took 6 lessons in a Nissan Sunny and was put in for my test by my instructor. TBH I was VERY confident by then, I'd been round Hyde Park corner about 50 times and driven throughout central London, and was very put out when I failed
The examiner said I failed to use my mirrors enough which was complete BS, tests results seem so arbitary
Drove like a complete idiot the second time and passed
I remember the date well - 29th Feb 1988, just in time because our daughter was born 3 days later