Toby Atkin-Wright

I used to drive around a fair bit. To Dundee on a weekly basis. Around town. For shopping. Occasional trips further afield. A couple of thousand miles per year.

In the past year I’ve driven the car a handful of times, the furthest distance probably being 1½ miles to the St Andrews hospital. At most, tens of miles since March last year.

This summer we are thinking of driving down to my parents in Nottingham, and then on to Salcombe in Devon for a family holiday. I now find the idea of driving that kind of distance extremely daunting, and increasingly find the idea of making a short trip to a nearby town to “test my vision” quite a reasonable thing to do.

I’m really not sure that I can safely spend hours driving, concentrating at the road ahead, since I am so out of practice.