I decided when I reached 70 that I had had enough, I never enjoyed driving, but it was a necessity when our son first moved to boarding school. My husband always took over the driving, and was always reliable and could negotiate anywhere. Recently though he prefers me to go with him, and we only go locally to areas he knows, and he admits he has lost his confidence to drive to places which are strange. His macular degeneration in one eye was controlled, but I think it will only be a matter of time before he no longer drives, which will be a shame,because he hates walking and we have to walk to the bus. Sometimes I think perhaps I should have carried on driving, but I was forever cautious and felt I was a danger on the road. I am sure life without the car will be difficult, but we shall have to manage somehow.