Perran was a bit down when he failed his first driving test on Monday. Apparently somebody pulled out of their drive at just the wrong moment. He was even more fed-up when, on his return, I gave him the task of cleaning the car up. Harsh, I know, but somebody has to get the smattering of brains and skin off the bumper.
However, the tables were turned on Tuesday night when first his sax teacher and then his music teacher rang to congratulate him on his excellent sax exam result. He has been grinning from ear to ear ever since (an expression which, incidentally, makes it impossible to play the sax).
There’ll be other stabs at the driving test, but not at the sax exam, so he picked the right one to fail.
What he really needs now is a friend with an open-top sports car to chauffeur him round while he leans back in the passenger seat and repays them by tootling some mellow jazz sax.
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