Day 1 of the motorcycle training/L’s course thing. Banter with the bikies didn’t go so hot. I just want to be allowed to ride the simplest of Vespas, so I’d hoped to do the course on an automatic - but they only have manuals. I didn’t know what the fuck a clutch is or what it does, etc etc etc. Pretty embarrassing to stall about 100 times and fuck up extremely basic exercises, then have how i fucked up and what to do differently explained to me, only to fuck up in the exact same way again - and again. Felt pretty hopeless for a while. Passed the written part of the test. Back tomorrow for more humiliation - and still may fail the practical side of it. Wonderful! One of the other learners was [old friend]! Very long time since I saw him. Good man. The motorbikes themselves were pretty great. Would love one that I could learn to ride in my own time. Went to [sister’s place] after the motorbike thing. Hung out with the boys who were being fun. Headache from all my stressing all day. Early night I reckon. After some snacks. Oo-ee. M: 5. E: 5. 🙂😆😧😠🔥