Hear ye, hear ye:
Beatrice is, as of this very day, legal behind the wheel of a moving motor vehicle.
(Which is where she is right this minute. In the rain. In rush hour.)
(Yes, that makes two drivers the Beehive has released out into the wilds in less than a year. Yes, we're glad that's over.)
Anyway... Congratulations, Beatrice! You made it through Great Scot's Gruesome School of Driving, and I am happy to have such a charming and amiable chauffeur at my beck and call. Oh, come now, surely you knew that's what getting your license was all about?