Some further anecdotes about my Auntie Dot who was brought back to mind thanks to the information delivered by my newly discovered cousin Brendan Daly.

As I described her she was a lady of a certain age who couldn’t drive but did.

My cousin Alan Fleischmann describes her crashing a red light at the Colliseum junction in Cork. When she noticed that he was sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes tightly closed she reassured him saying that he must remember that the purpose of traffic lights was to speed up the movement of traffic not to slow it down.

On another occasion she was driving in her Morris Minor down Mc Curtain Street in Cork when she decided to put out her left indicator to go up Summer Hill. (In the Morris Minor this took the form of a small lit up wing which would project from the car behind the top of the front door.)
Unfortunately she had forgotten to retract her right indicator.
Apparently a Garda, who must have had a dry sense of humour flagged her down and, pointing out she she was inticating both left and right said “I presume Madame is intending to take off ?”