Did your Mum ever drive?

My mother never learnt to drive, and neither have I. I had a few lessons but loathed it, and quickly realised it just wasn’t for me. My father drove from the early 1940s. We got our first car in 1943 when I was 3. I am told I stood in the back shaking the driving seat and said “Make it go!”. That has been my attitude ever since.

My mother could ride a bike but I never saw her do so. She walked everywhere or used public transport, as did I. I am also a great user of taxis, which my mother would have regarded as a great extravagance. It’s actually cheaper than buying and running a car.

When my children were growing up I read that driving was a very important skill in the job market, so they both had lessons as soon as they were old enough, and both passed first time.

They both got a fright and words were exchanged. Mum told Dad where he could put his Ford Cortina ( and it wasn’t the garage!)

DH and I are still giggling at this, Grannynannywanny! ?

Neither my grandmother nor my mother drove but I couldn’t wait to learn and still enjoy driving now. Just as well, as DH lives in France, where he’s in a bad way with back pain. We were in need of a good laugh, even though it hurts him to do so! Thank you! ?

Both my parents passed their tests in 1950 in NZ after 8 lessons each - all they could afford having bought an old Austin car which always broke down.
After my dad died in 1954 and we came to the UK, mum drove but was very keen for us to take over and with the promise of a camping holiday in France, I passed my test aged 18 (a few more than 8 lessons) so we shared the driving and had a fantastic 3 week road trip over the Alps to Yugoslavia. 5 of us in a VW Beetle with the roof rack piled high. Mum continued to drive, always a Beetle, until she was over 80 and gave her DGD her car.

Mum had a collection of Dinky cars, allegedly for the DGC to play with when they visited but really for herself. I have Granny's cars now!

No one in my family drove because we never had any money for a car or went anywhere to need one
Dad cycled everywhere
I have never had a car or driven and I cycle everywhere too
(or walk) Mum had a cycle but didn’t use it that much
I bought Dad his last cycle for his 80 th birthday
At 83 he said I don’t think I ll go on the road any more I feel a bit unsafe my dad was such a uncomplicated sensible man, he gave his cycle to the next door neighbour
I often wonder if I ll stop riding before I m Dads age

All my children passed their driving test at 18 and had their own cars

My mum never drove, she had a couple of lessons with my father but he was too impatient so she didn't continue.

I got my licence at 17 and drove both manual and automatic cars for years but I haven't driven now for many years and think I would be too nervous to try now.

I did drive for a while when my father was sick and dying as I needed to drive mum around but when he died that was it. I don't miss driving as I was always nervous on the road.

My mum passed her test at 40 and drove a car till she broke her wrist in a fall, my dad had a motor bike.

My mum couldn’t, she would ride a bike but she didn’t think road rules applied to her so I am glad she didn’t drive a car.

I was the first female to drive a car in both my families except for my great aunt (born 1890) who lived in America and drove a car during the 1930s.

Neither of my parents drove. It didn’t even cross their radar.
Dad worked a 20 minute walk from home. The town centre was a ten minute walk. The supermarket delivered the groceries. The bread van came around twice a week and the fish van on a Friday. There was a corner shop at either end of our street. A car for days out wasn’t considered because we didn’t have days out, or holidays.
I learned to drive in my late teens but then let it go.
I did my test when I was 26 and just pregnant and passed first time.
My son took driving lessons when he was 17 and in Upper Sixth. He also passed first time.

My dad had a motorbike but gave it up both my parents did not drive they could not afford a car.

Grannynannywanny love it! I had a few lessons with my OH and ended up walking.

My Dad tried to teach my Mum when I was a young child but she only had one lesson and gave up. Mainly because she lost control of the car at a junction on a (fortunately deserted) country road. The car shot across the road and we ended up in the grass verge.

They both got a fright and words were exchanged. Mum told Dad where he could put his Ford Cortina ( and it wasn’t the garage!)

She drove a tractor whilst in the Land Army but never drove a car

My mother couldn’t drive, nor my granny.

My mother could drive but we were a one car family and my father took the car to work. She rarely drove when we were children. My MIL drove a lot. By contrast, I'm the main driver in the family, though we share it quite well.

My mother was a great driver and drove from being a very young woman. She taught a friend to drive over one summer and loved driving. Her mother didn't drive as far as I am aware.