Just met my 18 year old daughter’s driving instructor who called in to collect her for their first lesson together. I smiled at him and was full of pity because he was about to spend an hour trying to teach an 18 year old who already knows everything about everything.
My border collie Banna sympathised too and gave him a thorough licking right there on the doorstep. After that moist seeing to I asked the instructor, too late I know, whether he liked dogs. ”I take the Korean approach to dogs” he answered, “they taste delicious with brown sauce”. I didn’t dare ask him what his approach was to teenagers who wear purple tights and oversized sunglasses and a lot of Bobbi Brown lip gloss.
Himself he was wearing paisley socks and open sandals so Banna couldn’t get between his toes with his tongue, although he did try very hard. The instructor didn’t flinch – he was probably thinking about his favourite dog hotpot recipe.
We driving instructors can handle anything, so I’m sure your daughter’s instructor will have her under control.