A careful driver is one who honks his horn when he goes through a red light...

It's official. My driving instructor thinks I'm trying to kill him. I have taken the liberty of drawing a diagram representing the situation that I basically got in today (and if you haven't guessed; the green is me and the red, the enemy). Other than that things seem to have gone well, other than the line "Maybe I have given you too much credit and assumed that because you ride a motorbike you should have more common sense than you actually have." Fail.

Moving on from driving, I decided to be a good boy and start my AQA Maths C4 revision (of which the exam is on Tuesday). As you can probably tell by the presence of this blog, that didn't go very well. I find myself in a common position in my life, laying on the bed, laptop on lap (no pun intended) and learning the various custom laws of New Zealand and Australia on 'Border Patrol' - lets call it "revision for my gap year".

It's amazing how much you can talk about a day where nothing really happened...

Things that arrived today:

• I haven't received any today, however the few letters that did arrive today may have well been left in a swimming pool. A message to Mr R Mail: If it's raining, don't attempt to use the post as an umbrella.