Scary!

First of all, here is the picture of the cleavers in my garden.  According to wonderful people like Sarah, this is a helpful plant with lots of good uses.  I'm never confident enough in my identification skills to actually eat what I've identified unless I planted the thing.  Besides, I loathe the stuff and I want it out of my garden. 

I need to spend some time in the garden.  All I need to do is put in five minutes at a time, but what with one thing and another, it hasn't happened.  Depending on what the weather does, I may be able to this week.

I had the driving lesson.  Bear's pal's mum (bpm) let me go in her car in an empty car park and I started and stopped, started and stopped, started and stalled, started and stopped and turned the wheel.  Reverse happened once but we mutually decided to wait until I was a little more comfortable.  I loved it.  I'm still not sure that I should be trusted with tons of heavy metal that can go at high speeds but it was so much fun.  I'm still not exactly sure about the biting point, but I seemed to hit it okay and I can't wait until I have another go.  Bpm seemed fine about it as well, even though there were some sharpish stops.  We had a blast. 

Heads up to watch out in Leeds on Friday when I will once again be behind a wheel.