When you move to the UK, you’re supposed to exchange your Australian licence for a British one after living here for a year. So far as I know, most people don’t bother doing this, even though (in theory) car rental places shouldn’t rent to you if you haven’t done the switch-a-roo.
Jules and Shelley recently went through this process, which inspired me to do the same thing – and given that we’ve now been here for over two years, it was long overdue. Thankfully, it’s all fairly painless – you fill out a form, post it to the DVLA along with your licence, passport, and a couple of mugshots – and about two weeks later, you’re UK licence enabled!
So why did I bother doing this at all? Well, I’m glad you asked! It was for this!
No, that isn’t the cleanest rental car that you’ve ever seen – it’s our car! That’s right – Kristy and I are now the proud parents of a 2002 Vauxhall Astra! We picked it up this afternoon, and experienced two of the greatest pleasures that a Londoner can enjoy in a single day – 1) peak hour traffic, and 2) an Asda superstore. The joy! The pleasure!
We’re looking forward to all the adventures that having a car will bring! And, for “all” you folks who have just been hanging out for the right sign to visit – well this is it! Free taxi rides from the airport!*
So far the car is unnamed, but with the first letter of the number plate being a “D”, and the last three being “VSY”, I’m thinking it’s a “Doctor Veggy”. Votes?
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Not Dostoevsky? You’re not after a cultured car?
Now the real question is:
What is your car’s name?