biggriffin:
When I took my test, many years ago, I was taught by an ex-raf trained Sgt instructor, He told you once, two hands, then whack across steering wheel, with a wooden ruler, as for using mirrors, a bellowing in the ears “Mirrors boy”, and gawd help you if you clipped a kerb,
Them was different times, today’s modern snowflakes, would be running to mummy, moaning about the bad shouty man . He was a good instructor, had very few fails, he knew how to, curb the enthusiasm of youth,
I passed and he offered me a job, driving one of his own trucks, I declined as I had a job at the time,. Hindsight…
Sounds similar to the old boy who I did my tests with, he had retired a few years before at 65 but kept a truck to earn some extra coin by doing training. He was a real cantankerous grumpy ■■■■■■■ but got me through both tests, and some of his stories about “the old days” used to have me in stitches. He probably wouldn’t last 5 minutes today without being pulled up for some sort of ism or another 