Back from the driving lesson, a mixture of excitement and terror. Its not actually that bad, but does sometimes get a little confusing as we use a mixture of both Swedish and English. One thing though, which is fun, is that my instructor sometimes corrects my lane position by pulling on the wheel himself-all well and good. However, on a few occasions now there has been a car or a bicycle in the blind spot -which he has not seen - and so I resist his attempts to move the car into, or on top of, these fellow road users. This results in us both wrestling the steering wheel for a few seconds, as we both attempt to steer the car - most amusing. More wierdly, this takes place in silence, except for our grunts as we fight the others strength.