Matthew and Georgina Barely Legal Drivers

Britain's young drivers are some of the most dangerous in Europe.

In this series, we're following inexperienced teens

to see what they're like behind the wheel.

Bloody hell!

Fasten your seatbelts, because

each week, two novices are let loose on the road in their family car.

They believe they're filming a slice of modern teenage life,

but in fact it's all about their driving.

Oh, my God.

Oh!

There's red lights, that's why.

What they don't know is that their parents will watch every manoeuvre.

The cars are fitted with cameras

and a hidden telemetry recorder that secretly tracks their every move.

She was posing!

-Oh, no.

-What's this all about?!

Each teen will go on three road trips, geared towards testing every aspect of their driving.

Get out the car now.

At the end, aided and abetted by a former traffic cop,

the parents will have a decision to make.

I weren't happy. Really hard to keep my mouth shut.

If they don't like the way the teens operate behind the wheel,

both of them could end up with advanced driving lessons.

But if they think they're good enough,

we'll give them the cash to buy their kid a car

they can call their very own.

Tonight we meet two very different teenagers.

Matthew, a young drama student with a quiff to rival Jedward.

And Georgina, a girl who likes to party big-style.

# When we drink with George She downs it all... #

-Will it be the reward...

-Aaaah!

..or retribution for either of these teens

when their parents see them behind the wheel?

Matthew!

Welcome to Barely Legal Drivers.

This is 18-year-old Matthew Roberts, Welsh, gay and proud.

He lives at home with his mum Kathleen in Pontardawe,

a small town in the Welsh valleys.

The teenager recently escaped from Ponty

to study performing arts in Neath, where he soon made friends.

He's a laugh. He's straight to the point.

If he doesn't like you, he'll tell you.

He doesn't care what people think. He's got his own style,

his own way of doing things, and that's it. That's Matthew.

But growing up in a relatively isolated community wasn't easy.

I got bullied a lot in school. I used to be called Gay Boy.

I thought, "Every word you're saying to me will make me stronger inside."

Despite passing his test four months ago, he can't afford a car,

so uses public transport.

Any bus I'll go on, there'll be kids or someone on the bus

that'll make you feel uncomfortable.

Once kids took notice of me and went, "Are you a gay boy?"

They offered a fight with me at the back.

Then, six months ago, Matthew met Liam on Facebook,

and not long after, they went on a blind date.

Liam's a lovely kid. Really fitted in well. They're inseparable now.

He's unique, he's funny, and his jokes just tickle me. He's great.

But recently when leaving a local restaurant,

the two of them were victims of an attack.

As we walked in we got a lot of abuse about our sexuality.

So we walked out. As we passed them,

this boy's hand got behind his back and swung.

I thought they'd got a brick so I flung myself towards Liam.

The police were called. You can't let people away with that.

It caused me to have a panic attack, the biggest one I've ever had.

I was trying to cool him down. Luckily, as we got home he was OK.

As his parents are separated,

Matthew's Aunt Mary will join mum Kathleen to secretly watch his every move.

I'm excited about the week ahead, but also worried.

I don't know what I'm going to see!

Will he be showing off or...?

If he knows what's good for him, and he wants to come home,

he'll take his time and not show off.

If they like what they see, Matthew could be given his own car

and a means of getting around safely.

In the tiny town of March in Cambridgeshire

is 18-year-old Georgina Jones and she loves to party.

When not at college in Leeds,

she lives at home with mum Mandy and dad Rob.

Georgina likes to shop, drink and go on holiday with seven guys,

minus the boyfriend!

# Foxy lady! #

She was a good laugh in Magaluf. She did overdo it some nights.

I wouldn't say I was unpopular. I'm just quite close to the boys.

If any boys couldn't handle their drink, "Mum" Georgina was on hand.

She helped to look after people as well.

If they got a bit too drunk, she'd look after them.

But there's more to Georgina than just partying.

We're surprised how clever she is.

When she was little, she struggled,

but then she just blossomed in her secondary school.

Georgina got into Leeds University to read psychology

and already knows what she wants to do with her life.

Hopefully, after uni I can become an eating disorder counsellor.

I'd quite like to do that.

After passing her test last year,

sister Bethan lent Georgina her car, but soon came to regret it.

I did have a little incident a week after I passed my test.

I was just backing out of the car park...

All I heard was this massive bang. She was still reversing back

while the car was screeching against the other car.

It was the most stupid thing you could ever do.

I don't get how she didn't hear it!

I think I've got better.

Georgina hasn't been behind the wheel since,

but over the next week she'll get a second chance in her sister's car

but it's her parents who'll be covertly watching her.

Nervous about what you'll see?

We just don't know what she's like in the car

with her friends or generally.

But she did say she had to run over the gears in her mind.

Cos she'd forgotten how they go.

Georgina and Matthew don't have a clue that

if they can show they can drive safely for a week,

they could both be driving away in their own motor.

In Cambridgeshire, it's dinner time at Georgina's house.

I'm not putting any dressing on.

Sister Bethan, partner Dean and baby Josh are also tucking in.

Georgina believes she's getting her sister's car to help get around

and she's looking forward to the week ahead.

I'm going to laser tag.

-Your competitive side will come out.

-I'm not competitive!

-Are you going to take the car?

-Where will you park?

-I don't know.

Preferably not too close to other cars after the crash!

Once you get on there, it's just being careful,

watching in your wing mirrors. People drive fast behind you.

-Do you know the speed limit?

-Yes. On the dual carriageway?

-Yeah.

-70.

-Good shout.

-Just be careful.

Over in Ponty, Matthew's mum is also giving up her car for the week.

I'll give you this. You can use my car, right?

I'm warning you now -

take your time, use your head. I'm serious.

-OK.

-You bang it, I'll batter you.

-Oh...

-Give, give.

I've been waiting 18 years for that!

Matthew may have the keys to freedom,

but he has no idea about his mum's hidden agenda.

The following morning, and it's been snowing.

Matthew's taking the opportunity to get as far away as possible.

He and boyfriend Liam are escaping to the coastal town of Tenby.

I'm feeling very nervous.

He's never been out in the car on his own for a length of time.

I haven't slept all night!

-Right, take your time.

-I will.

-Phone when you get there.

Finally, Matthew gets in the driving seat and he's feeling confident.

-Good God! I'm

-BLEEP

-my pants!

After picking up Liam two miles away, it'll be a 57-mile journey

and should take an hour and 15 minutes -

a little longer than Matthew takes to do his hair.

So on top of the icy conditions,

not only is it the first time ever driving without an instructor,

it's also his first time on a motorway.

With boyfriend Liam on board, Matthew's nerves should calm down,

as long as he can get his phone's GPS working.

-I don't know where I'm going!

-Navigator...

-Is it up?

-Yeah.

-Right.

But soon things turn into a bit of a domestic.

-You're talking shite to me.

-Me?! I'm trying to help you!

-Oh, for

-BLEEP

-sake!

-Don't you use language!

You're my navigator. You're not very good.

-I'm telling you where to go!

-Don't shout at me!

-If you go on the other side...

-No, Matt. No.

# What you want, baby, I got it What you need, you know... #

-After the odd moment...

-Where am I going?!

-..and a few dodgy directions from Liam...

-Back over.

-My God!

-..they finally find the right road.

-You're a bloody knob! Serial!

-What lane?

-Straight ahead. A48.

The odd bit of drama and hysteria aside,

Matthew drove well - all that's left is parking.

-This is disabled.

-Is this disabled? Please

-BLEEP!

-On the floor, it says disabled.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Disabled badge holders only.

Having found a legal place to park,

it's coffee and cake with a sea view, but priorities first.

It's that call to Mum to let her know everyone's safe.

She'll kill me if I don't ring her.

She'll be on pins, worrying about you.

She'll kill me, literally. I'll be dead. Buried in the sand.

Yeah, I've arrived safe and I'll ring you later on. Ciao.

There we go.

Now she won't worry so much.

No, she'll feel better now. She'll get the message.

The following day, mum Kathleen sneaks over to Mary's house

to watch Matthew's first drive.

-You talk a lot of shite to me.

-I'm trying to help you, you fool!

-Oh, for

-BLEEP

-sake!

-Liam!

-His mother will go nuts.

-# What you want... #

-Oh, God!

# What you need... #

-Well done, boy.

-All that effort and it's a disabled bay.

Oh, nice one, Matt!

-This ain't disabled.

-On the floor...

-Please, BLEEP, don't tell me.

Matthew!

We've never heard him swear.

-It's a totally different Matthew.

-Not the F word.

To drive like that in the weather, fair play. I wouldn't have done it.

-I've got to be honest, but I'm like, "Oh!"

-Really proud.

It was his first time in a car since his test, and he drove really well,

but there are still two more journeys to go.

250 miles to the east,

Georgina's getting ready to do what she does best - shop.

And she's dragging along her boyfriend, Jamie.

-OK, I'm going now. See you later!

-Bye! Have a good day.

-See you.

She'll pick up Jamie three miles away,

then drive south to Cambridge, a distance of 31 miles.

It should take her just under one hour,

as long as everything goes to plan.

This'll be Georgina's first drive since crashing her sister's car,

and she's never navigated around a city centre.

-Left then...

-Approaching Cambridge, Georgina's nerves start to show

as she's in the wrong lane for her turn-off.

Oh, shit! I can't!

It's not my fault. You told me to stay in this one!

Don't get angry.

There was a car there!

After that little tiff, they get back on track,

but there's still the city centre to go.

I thought that was on a dual carriageway.

With her lack of Highway Code knowledge laid bare,

Georgina comes face to face with an oncoming bus and starts stressing.

Are you kidding me? Where am I going?

-I don't know.

-Shall I go here?

-I don't know.

-Well...I need to go here, don't I?

-No.

-There's nowhere... I've got to go here.

There we go.

That was easy.

Realising it's a loading bay,

she wisely finds alternative parking and finally they can go and shop.

# It's a beautiful night We're looking for something... #

That evening, parents Rob and Mandy

sneak round to Granny's house to watch Georgina's first drive.

I've been on the dual carriageway.

It's just 80 miles an hour.

-80? On a dual carriageway?

-Is that what she said?

-Why don't I go park there?

-She doesn't seem too bad.

-She didn't get flustered.

-No.

Where am I going? Shall I go here?

-Oh...

-I need to go here.

Oh!

Can she park in there? Oh, she's letting the bus go.

-Ah, right. Oh.

-She's done it.

I thought she did quite well.

Her main panic was in the town. It is really busy in Cambridge.

I was really surprised she said 80mph.

Would you think she was worthy of getting a car?

I think she done really well. Really positive. Definitely.

Georgina's parents might be pleased with her first drive,

but she did suffer from nervousness and indecision.

Coming up - Georgina gets distracted,

right, left and centre...

You're scaring the hell out of me!

-..and Matthew's mum's car takes a bit of a knock.

-Oh!

It's almost the middle of the week in Wales.

Matthew is round at his auntie's with a bunch of friends.

Tonight he's ditching the wheels and heading into Swansea,

but he's got to get ready first and that could take some time.

-Do you want your quiff turning over?

-Yeah.

-Like an ice cream cone?

Then it's off upstairs to see Mary's partner Danielle,

who is Matthew's fashion guru.

You can't wear the denim,

so you'll have to wear one of my black leather jackets or something.

When he goes out, it's a big thing.

He's very conscious of how he looks.

'He's a good-looking boy

'and he's confident enough to be who he feels he is.'

His flamboyancy has come out a lot more

this last year than ever before.

The spiky jewellery and the funky clothes is just who he is.

Three, two, one. You're ready. I'm ready. Let's go.

It's karaoke night and everyone's getting in the party mood.

There's just time for a conga and a bit of dancing

before Matthew gets his hands on the mic.

CHEERING

# You done done me... #

I've had a few drinks tonight,

but when I've been asked to sing I try to calm it down.

When you drink, you lose your voice.

# You're so hot that I'm melted

# I fell right through the cracks

# And I'm trying to get back

# I'm yo-o-o-ours... #

The night ends with the crowd eating from the palm of his hand.

In Cambridgeshire, Georgina's going out to paint Peterborough town red.

Or should that be pink?

First it's pre-drinks, Georgina-style.

Go on!

Five.

Two fingers.

That was quite good.

-How's it feeling?

-The next lucky person to down the dirty pint

is none other than Georgina.

# I like to drink with Georgina Cos George is our mate

# And when I drink with George She downs it all... #

Oh!

Tanked up on booze, it's time to hit the club.

After some vodka, the odd candy-floss chaser

and a little mixing on the dance floor,

it isn't Georgina who's in trouble. It's mate Alex.

Come on, then!

Kicked out by the bouncer, no-one has noticed Alex missing,

but "mum" Georgina tracks him down.

Do you want some...? Do you want a drink or anything?

No, I just want to go home.

I'm not leaving him.

Despite Georgina's mothering, she can't stop the inevitable.

Nice!

Well, bye, then.

At the end of the night,

it's chips and a taxi home and some very sore heads in the morning.

It's halfway through Matthew's week in South Wales.

He and his budding thespian friends are off for a bit of dressing up

at a costume house in Bristol.

I can't wait to see Chelsea, Beth...

If there's an Elvis costume, Darcy will get in it. It'll be so funny.

After stops to pick up Chelsea, Beth and Darcy,

it's 85 miles, mostly on the M4.

It should take one hour and 35 minutes,

as long as everyone remains calm.

Aaah!

Not only is the weather awful,

this is also the most passengers Matthew's ever had in a car.

-Are you sure?

-Yes.

Aaargh!

That was a bit close!

It's a straight road to Bristol. Nothing can go wrong now.

-M4, London-Bristol.

-Yeah.

So Bristol must be not far from London, then.

A very geographically-confused Matthew

then turns onto the M5 and heads north to Birmingham.

-Oh, my God!

-It's over there! Look!

Over there!

There must be two routes, then. It must be that.

Running late and still some way from the costume house,

a stressed-out Matthew blindly follows the car

in front, and goes through a red light.

I'm doing it!

SHE LAUGHS

-Shut up!

-Running a red light would be three points on the old licence.

Oh, my God!

After a little more screaming,

finally they arrive at the costume house,

having taken two hours longer than planned. It's not good news.

We were meant to dress up in all different costumes,

but the journey took a bit longer than it should have. It's closed.

A little peeved,

the group head into the city centre for a consolation bevvy.

But once in the town,

the car in the next lane decides to have a mobile snowball fight.

Not a...

You stupid prick!

A stressed-out Matthew tries to outmanoeuvre the car.

-BLEEP!

-Close the window in case they chuck it through again.

-Oh, my God!

-I

-BLEEP

-shit myself then. No word of a lie.

I am tamping. I want to get out of the car and rip his balls off.

But they catch up and drive by on the left, launching a second attack.

Lucky I put the window up.

Now behind the car, Matthew lets it all out.

-BLEEP!

-Oh, God!

-If the snowball came and hit me, I'd have been

-BLEEP!

-Come the

-BLEEP

-on!

After the drive from hell, Matthew is in dire need of a drink.

-Here we go. Lemonade for you.

-Thank you.

Sensibly, he goes soft.

I virtually crapped myself. I'm not going to lie.

Honest, I crapped myself. All these lanes are just too much.

-I know.

-With a snowman...

-He's driving!

-Them boys, they're lucky...

-I'll have them!

-Yeah, you'll have them.

-Got their numbers down.

They'd the cheek to come back round.

I don't know the place, but people are throwing snowballs at me.

I'm crapping my pants.

You don't see me going around Ponty throwing snowballs at somebody!

With a long trip planned,

Matthew slips into something more comfortable for the drive home.

-CRASH!

-Oh...shit!

I reversed. I was looking more behind than in front of me.

I've kind of scratched the wall.

Scratched? I wonder what Mum's going to think!

With no more dents, Matthew drives everyone home safely.

The next day, Kath has once again sneaked over to her sister's house

to see what Matthew's been up to

over the last couple of days and nights.

-Matthew...

-The language is disgusting. I'll batter him.

-What's he doing now?

-He's gone through a red light.

-Shut up!

-I'll kill him when I get my hands on him.

-What was that?

-Not funny. Somebody threw a snowball.

-I know.

-I

-BLEEP

-shit myself there!

I don't blame you, boy.

I am tamping. I swear that I want to get out the car

and rip his balls off!

Calm down! He's panicking even more now.

He doesn't need this at the end of the day.

-Lucky I put the window up, then.

-BLEEP!

-Oh, my God!

-Matthew, stop it.

-He's calmed down.

-Calm down.

-He's a proper drama queen when he's driving.

-Of course he is.

-I swear to God I'd have

-BLEEP!

-Matthew!

-You are a

-BLEEP

-knob!

Matthew!

-Oh, Matt!

-My flaming car!

-Oh, Matthew!

I was looking more behind than in front of me. I scratched the wall.

Scratched the wall?!

-Not too bad.

-Oh, yeah(!)

-It's not a brand new car. It's fine.

-It's fine.

-What difference does it make?!

-It's fine.

-It's a bit of a scratch.

-Oh...!

My mam will be OK with it.

A tiny scratch?!

Take this out. I haven't even seen it yet.

Oh, it's no big deal.

-He's all right. How many times have you done that?

-Not once.

-Do you avoid multi-storey car parks?

-A little scratch?!

I think he's more panicked here because he didn't know where he was.

It's unfamiliar.

He was more calm going to Tenby when he only had Liam in the car.

I'm not saying the girls were a bad influence

because I don't think they were.

He was more of a demon than I thought he was.

Fortunately, Kath and Mary won't be alone

in deciding if Matthew deserves a car or needs more lessons.

With 20 years' on the job, ex-traffic cop Judith Roberts

has been casting her expert eye on all of Matthew's driving.

Matthew's really let himself down with that drive, I'm sad to say.

The red light issue. He should not have gone and he knows it.

Looking at his facial expressions,

Matthew's wind has been taken out of his sails.

He knows he's clearly messed up big time.

Three points on his licence if a police officer had been behind him.

I do think Matthew dealt with the directions quite well -

that's a big plus for me.

Within the car, he didn't let himself down,

he didn't get drawn in, he didn't get too flustered.

A big plus with his drinking attitude,

I don't think people should have any alcohol when they go out.

The fact that he had soft drinks through his night out - fabulous.

Oh, dear. Reversing out of that bay, he was way too close.

I could see it happening.

I could see the angle he was coming back at

and he's just not looking to the front. He's looking back.

After the first journey it was really easy,

I would happily have let him have a car,

but now, I...

I really don't think, having seen what I've seen, he deserves one.

After one good and one bad drive so far,

Matthew's chances of getting his own car

are hanging in the balance.

Up in the fenlands of March,

lad-loving Georgina is heading to Leicester with a group of mates

to play a game of laser tag.

After picking up Joe, Beth and Matt, it's a 60-mile journey west.

It'll be the furthest she'll have ever driven

and she's got her arch-nemesis at the end of it - a city centre.

Luckily for Georgina, sat next to her is one of her best mates, Joe,

and he'd never do anything to upset her.

I can't look, but...

No, I can't do it.

Remember, Georgina, on roundabouts, always give way to the left.

Shut up, Joe!

-What is the fastest you've ever driven?

-The speed limit, Joe.

That is the fastest I've ever gone.

-SEAT THUMPS

-Aagh! Joe, don't do that!

Please! For God's sake!

Seriously, I thought like the engine

-had fallen out or something.

-LAUGHTER

After dealing with Joe's antics, it's city centre time.

-Down this one?

-That one. Yeah.

-Don't stop.

-Agh!

-Don't stop.

-What, forward?

-Yeah, keep going.

-You told me down that one!

It's the same one.

-Where do I go?

-Down here.

-Keep going.

-BLEEP

-hell!

-You see this one?

-Oh, my God, people, you're scaring the hell out of me!

-It's not down here.

-Definitely not.

It's not down here. You're scaring the hell out of me.

Do you want me to carry on reversing?

Like her trip to Cambridge, she's taking a much bigger vehicle on.

-Where am I going? Beth, tell me.

-Go straight.

Jesus...Christ!

With a not particularly successful history

when it comes to reverse parking,

Georgina nervously prepares to reverse-park.

-No, I can't do it.

-Yeah, you can.

-I know I can't.

-You're talking me through this, like, terribly.

-Go slowly, then.

Keep going slowly.

Oh, for God's sake!

Avoiding another potential scrape,

she decides to take the easier option.

-I'm happy now.

-Right, stop. Perfect parking.

-Well done.

-Thanks!

Finally, let the games begin.

-I'm Belle.

-I'm Wario.

And obviously, it wouldn't be a good laser battle

without a giant pink gorilla running around.

-Agh!

-She shot me!

Where is she?

-I came first out of us lot.

-I came last.

-I was second from last.

-I could cry.

-You came last, Georgina.

-Thanks(!)

-Ninth out of nine.

-Cheers. I'm not jealous, Joe.

Before heading back, they get the beers in.

Georgina's been running around and had a stressful drive.

Will she have alcohol?

Nope, she's having lemonade.

Georgina and her friends make it back to March without any drama.

The following evening,

parents Rob and Mandy now have to sit through Georgina's shenanigans.

First up, the boozy night in Peterborough.

-Oh, my God!

-Look at them!

What a concoction!

# I like to drink with George... #

-What's she doing?

-Look at her!

-Look at him!

-I think he's had a bit too much.

It's horrible.

Then the trip to the Laser Quest in Leicester.

-Georgina, on roundabouts, always give way to the left.

-Shut up, Joe!

-What is the fastest you've ever driven?

-The speed limit, Joe.

That's the fastest.

-SEAT THUMPS

-Aagh! Oh, my God!

-They're really distracting her.

-She's not looking at them.

-Where do I go?

-Down here.

-Keep going.

-BLEEP

-hell!

Not very helpful. She'd be better thinking for herself.

Where are we going? Do you want me to carry on reversing?

Why is she down there? What sort of road is that?

Why has she gone down there and that lorry's coming up there?

The boys are really rubbish.

-They're winding her up.

-What did you think about Georgina?

I think her friends were trying to put her off.

Shut up, Joe!

I think they were for having a laugh on Georgina's expense.

Georgina's driving surprised me.

I wasn't surprised that she got scared in the city,

but I wasn't unduly worried, thinking she was going to do something silly.

Let's see if former traffic cop Judith will be as impressed

by Georgina's driving as her parents.

Georgina's second journey,

again we're following the pattern of her nervousness, her inexperience,

her failure to make her own decisions.

-Down this one?

-That one, yeah.

We have this constant pattern of, "Shall I, shan't I?

"I'm frightened to death. I don't know what to do."

You're scaring the hell out of me.

All of this together makes for a very nervous driver

and nervous drivers not only have accidents, but they cause accidents.

With one journey left, Georgina will need to keep her nerves in check

to have any chance of getting her own car.

Over in the valleys, Welsh diva Matthew is getting his roots done

at his auntie's hair salon.

As a gay woman, Mary's been a huge influence in his life.

When you were my age and obviously...

How did you cope with all the bullying? What...?

A little bit like you have, really.

You tend to get a bit used to being different,

so you tend to leave it brush off your shoulders.

You either leave it get you and they affect your life

or you rise above it.

There was moments.

I'm not saying that...

You know, it upset me and affected me, I suppose, on times,

but you've got to be strong and rise above it.

I find every gay thing that they throw at me,

it makes me stronger and the person I am because,

obviously, I feed off them...

-You take it as a positive, opposed to a negative?

-Yeah.

-Good.

Obviously, I know who I am, so why tell me?

Because obviously I know myself.

-Are you comfortable with the way you are?

-Yeah.

-Sometimes it overwhelms you, being picked on maybe?

-Yeah.

Like the time you were in the restaurant

and you rang me and you were having a panic attack?

That then goes into a different...

It's different because obviously...

-You're frightened.

-I've been attacked.

-Yeah.

Georgina's week is almost over

and soon she'll have to surrender the car,

but before that happens, she's got another party in another town.

This time, she's off clubbing in Nottingham.

With three pick-ups on the way, her car will be jam-packed.

It's 80 miles and should take just under two hours, all going well,

but she's got Joe sat next to her again

and he's already serving the pre-drinks.

-BOTTLES CLANK

-Whoa!

Whoa! This is why you were demoted to the back, Joe.

-Joe, move your leg!

-I'm sorry...

-How many times?!

I'll start thinking it's the gear stick, then we're in real trouble!

Wisely though, she's booked a hotel room in advance,

so she can relax and enjoy herself.

Only problem is,

it's right in the city centre, Georgina's worst nightmare.

-Ramada?

-Yes!

-It's on the right.

-Yes! Finally!

-I take full credit for that.

-Can I park there?

# I'm at a payphone trying to call home... #

The hotel's located, but there's no parking.

That's OK because it's only 100 metres away. Easy!

-I've just said this.

-"From the hotel entrance,

"take a right-hand turn into Hanley Street."

Oh. I've gone left.

Taking a wrong turn, she ends up on the one-way system

and any decision-making ability she had goes into meltdown.

-Where do I go now? Do I have to go left?

-Yeah, left.

Can I get in this lane? I'm going left, then?

Left or straight?

-I've had enough of your attitude.

-Joe, shut up a minute!

Will everyone be quiet before I punch you all?

-So where do I go now?

-Left.

-Someone tell me. Left or...?

-Left, tell her!

-I'm going left, then?

Oh, we've been down this road about four million times.

Yeah, then there's a left...

Down here?

After 40 minutes of city centre driving,

more by luck than judgment, she finds the car park,

just metres from where they originally were.

Can I just go in this one? I'm just going straight forward.

# I'm at a payphone... #

-I'm really thirsty.

-You guys need to stick together.

The night is still young and after more friends arrive,

they now have enough drink to sink a ship,

but someone forgot the bottle-opener.

Luckily, mate Ollie's teeth are on hand.

Thanks.

Although not driving home until tomorrow,

Georgina's mothering instinct stops her from over-indulging,

unlike her mates.

Yeah, I think it's a good night.

I feel like I have to check on everybody else

because everybody else seems just so smashed.

Not that Georgina can help mate Joe.

I've tried to calm down my drinking,

so you don't catch me on camera with anyone I shouldn't be.

Whoops!

Next morning, with hangovers all round and faced with the drive home,

Georgina makes a sensible decision.

I'm not going to drive back this morning.

I'll drive back later when I feel a bit more ready to drive.

I feel like I'm a bit over the limit.

I don't think it'd be a good idea, so I'll just wait until later.

With one in six people prosecuted for drink-driving the morning after,

she's made the right choice.

The following day marks the end of Georgina's week.

She has no idea that mum Mandy and dad Rob

have been secretly watching what she's been up to,

but they won't be alone

in deciding if Georgina deserves a car of her own.

Judith is on her way to watch the final journey with them.

At the moment, Georgina is showing all the classic signs

of complete fear.

She's all right on the country roads,

but as soon as you put Georgina in the town centre,

she goes completely to pieces,

which is a really dangerous position to be in.

The three of them sit down to watch Georgina's third road trip.

-I've had enough of your attitude...

-Shut up a minute!

Will everyone just be quiet before I punch you all?

She's not comfortable. She looks frightened to death.

Her whole body language changes. She doesn't know where she's going.

Nobody in the car is any great help.

Where do I go now? Do I have to go left?

-Yeah, left.

-Can I get down here? Are you sure I can go in here?

Again we're following the same pattern of unsure.

"What should I do? Where should I go? Can I park here?"

-She was frightened to death.

-Yeah.

At least she didn't get involved in the carnage of their behaviour.

I would have been very concerned if she'd been looking at them.

Turning round and...

I think she'll be a very nice driver.

- It's experience, isn't it? - It's getting there.

Heading back home to drop the keys off,

Georgina is completely oblivious as to what she is about to face inside.

-Hi, Georgina.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Come in and sit down. We've been keeping an eye on your driving.

-And this is Judith.

-Hello.

You know you think they've been filming you out and about?

They've been watching you driving

and we've been looking at your driving

and commenting on your driving.

Great(!)

I'm a retired traffic police officer.

I've been brought in to look at your journeys

and make my comments on how I think you've done.

There's a little bit of a twist to the whole process

because if I think you would benefit from advanced driving lessons,

then you'd have a two-day course

learning how to drive the advanced way

or if I thought that you were ready,

we would give you some money towards a car of your own.

That sounds better than the first one! OK...

Now it's time for Georgina to watch herself in the driving seat.

'What did you do? I can't look...'

I think you'd just received a text here.

Your attitude to the phone is fantastic.

SEAT THUMPS

-He slammed his chair back.

-Did it scare you?

I didn't know what it was.

'You told me down that one!'

You'd got yourself into such a state by then,

you just thought, "I need to get off the road."

-You don't like driving in town, do you?

-No.

You looked so frightened and so out of your depth

and your passengers weren't any help.

It looked like you were drowning.

The viewing's over and it's Georgina's right to reply.

So, Georgina, how do you think you've done?

I think I did OK until I got into a city

and I didn't know where to go,

but I've never driven in a big city before,

I don't really get the one-way systems that much.

That's just because you're very nervous.

You can see your knuckles tense on the steering wheel.

You panic and you're not looking around you.

You need to be more aware of what's around you.

Before Judith makes her final decision,

she has some information revealed to her

by the car's hidden secret weapon.

In the car, there's a telemetry box

which is a little black box that records all your speed.

It shows what you've been doing

when the cameras are on you and when the cameras are off you.

Now, there was one particular time which did concern me

which was on the way back from Nottingham when you were on the A1.

-100 mile an hour, which is what it's showing...

-I didn't go that fast.

I was looking at the speed thing. I definitely did not go 100.

Well, the box showed that sort of speeds.

That's a straight disqualification if you got caught.

It was quite out of character for you

because right up until that moment, you'd been quite aware of your speed

and keeping within the speed limit,

then all of a sudden, you have this mad moment.

Any reason for that?

It was just because it was empty. There was no-one there.

It's crunch time for Georgina.

This has been a really hard decision for me to make,

but your overall nervousness

and lack of concentration,

hesitancy, not sure what to do,

asking passengers which way to go...

I really think that you would benefit from driving lessons on this case

because it would teach you how to drive properly

and give you more confidence.

OK.

Georgina's speeding when she thought she wasn't being watched,

plus her nervousness in town centres,

let her down massively.

Rather than a car,

she will have to settle for going on an advanced driving course.

We thought you'd done really well. We did.

Thanks.

Over in South Wales, it's nearly the end of Matthew's week

and he's using his last chance with the car to escape Pontardawe

and explore the nightlife of Cardiff...

..if he ever decides what to wear.

-You look lush, babe!

-Job done.

Then it's just the boyfriend holding things up

as there is some serious drinking to be done

and Beth and Chelsea are already on the vodka.

Not Matthew, though.

-I'll just stick to my Coke.

-Oh, bless you! We'll drink for you.

Before he leaves, he gets a few pointers from Mum.

Enjoy tonight. Take your time. Don't be drinking.

-I'm not going to be drinking.

-That's mine anyway.

You don't need alcohol to have fun.

With all three crammed in,

Matthew will be driving the rowdy bunch all the way to Cardiff.

The journey is a distance of 50 miles and even though it's an hour,

he's decided to forgo the booze to drive everyone back later.

Glad we got that sorted!

With Liam on hand to provide

the essential lip balm to the driver, all seems to be well,

although there may be a problem from Chelsea in the back.

Really?

Pee in my car and I'll rub your nose like a dog.

-CHELSEA LAUGHS

-You dirty...

-You go on the motorway there.

-The M4?

-Yeah.

-Yeah, I know.

The toilet situation in the rear is getting worse, though,

and Chelsea needs drastic action to pee,

like pulling on to the hard shoulder on the M4.

Matthew's right, the hard shoulder should only be used

in an absolute emergency,

and needing a pee doesn't count as one.

I'm going to Merthyr now, Liam. No, Liam. I'm in the wrong lane.

Back on track now, it's Matthew's favourite part of driving - parking!

Happy days, I'm in.

He's even managed to avoid the concrete pillars this time

a faultless drive comes to an end.

# Let's go crazy, crazy, crazy till we see the sun

# I know we only met but let's pretend it's love

# And never, never, never stop for anyone

# Tonight let's get some... #

Everyone else is on the Jagerbombs and he's on the soft stuff,

but despite the temptation,

it looks like, tonight, Matthew is being a good boy.

No drink for me tonight as I'm driving home.

It doesn't really bother me. I'm not a big drinker.

Someone's got to look after them, so I'm happy.

# Tonight let's get some and live while we're young

# Whoa-oa-oa, oh, oh, oh

# Whoa-oa-oa, oh, oh, oh

# And live while we're young... #

Having managed to stay off the booze,

a sober Matthew is in fine shape to drive everyone home tonight.

The next day brings an end to Matthew's week with his mum's car

and Judith is on her way to Auntie Mary's house in Swansea

to have a look at his final journey,

though she has concerns.

Matthew's first drive was really very good, considering he hadn't

been in a car without an instructor before.

Being a new driver he coped with the everyday driving very well,

I was quite pleased.

His second drive, however, was marred by running a red light

which was out of character for him,

and then he overreacted when somebody threw a snowball at the window,

and he got enraged and angry and totally lost control,

which was a shame, because now I'm in a very difficult position

as to what to do. I shall be interested to see

how he manages the third drive,

to see whether or not he is the safe driver that I think he is.

If he can show he's turned things around this time,

he could be driving off with his very own car.

In an emergency, you can.

If you break down, you can go on it,

-but if it's not an emergency, you don't.

-It's an emergency for her.

-It sounds like they're asking him to use the hard shoulder.

-Yeah.

More cars are hit whilst on the hard shoulder

than actually use the hard shoulder.

It's a terribly dangerous place to be

and you really only want to go on there in absolute emergencies -

your car has broken down.

-Don't...

-Don't worry about it. We'll get there with the sat-nav now.

This is something that has been my biggest concern with Matthew.

It's the animation in the car.

-Yes.

-If he was on a driving test, he wouldn't pass.

His hands are all over the place.

He's got to keep them on the steering wheel. He's got to.

Yeah.

Matthew heads over to his aunt's house to simply drop off the car,

or so he thinks.

He has no idea what he is about to be faced with once inside.

-All right, boy?

-Yeah.

-We've been watching what you've been doing.

You can go red.

Can I just die now? You've seen the bump?

I heard the bump. I didn't see the bump. I heard the bump!

-This is Judith.

-Hiya.

-She'll tell you what's going to go on.

I'm an ex-traffic police officer. It's my job to look at your driving.

-Right.

-I have to decide whether to reward you

with a car of your own or advanced driving lessons

if I think you're not quite ready for your own wheels.

-Right, OK.

-OK? And that's what this whole show is based on.

So how does that make you feel?

Nervous. I feel sick. My stomach's curdling.

Sitting down, Matthew finally gets to see his driving for himself.

'Yes, it's mine for a week, bitch!'

-You've got to keep your hands on the steering wheel.

-Right, yeah.

-I notice that a lot.

-Were you taught to do all this?

-No.

-So not a great habit to have.

-No.

GIGGLING IN CAR

-SHARP BANG

-'Oh,

-BLEEP!

'I reversed. I was looking more behind than in front of me.

'I scratched the wall.'

And this is the snowball. I remember the blue car.

'Oh, my God! Oh, my God!'

The best thing you could have done there was just to ignore it.

You went on to chase after them and try and get their numberplate.

-It could have turned really horrid.

-Yeah.

With the viewing over, Matthew gets a chance to put his side across.

OK, so, Matt, tell me how you feel.

I feel very sick and very nervous,

but in a way, I'm kind of happy and...

I've done a couple of mistakes there,

-but you learn from your mistakes.

-OK.

Tell me what it would mean to you to have your own car.

It would mean absolutely everything

to me because obviously I get abuse on the bus.

I don't quite know how to put it.

-It's OK.

-I get a lot of abuse.

Is this travelling to college and...?

Travelling to college, Swansea,

I get abuse anywhere I go, but obviously, I don't let it show.

-OK.

-Obviously, I bottle it up, but it does get to you a bit.

-OK.

Obviously, if I had my own car, it would make me feel safer and...

-Yeah, I'd just feel safer.

-OK.

In the car is a little box, it's a telemetry box,

and it records all your speed.

Obviously, I've looked at that read-out

and there's no speeding at all.

You're actually, throughout, when the cameras are on you and off you,

your speed's been very good, so that's a big plus.

I think on this occasion, and although it pains me to say...

..you're going to have to give up the bus.

I'm giving you your own car.

SOBBING

You'll have me at it now.

Judith believes with less animation when driving,

and more concentration at traffic lights,

lessons he has taken on board, Matthew is a very safe driver.

Obviously, it's great news to hear that someone says,

"Yeah, you can drive,"

and it was just great news to hear from her.

I'm feeling very excited and...it's hard to explain how I'm feeling.

I can drive, I can explore everywhere I go.

It will be something new to try out.

None of us have ever won anything in our lives.

You don't need anything. You won me, I'm your sister. I'm brilliant.

ALL: Cheers!

A few weeks later, and Georgina's out

getting some much-needed inner city driving experience.

I sent George on an advanced driving course

because I think she'll benefit from the lessons.

She is not coping at all in towns.

She's scared to death,

indecisive, frightened, and my heart went out to her.

I've learned more driving in the city,

like how to do the lanes and the one-way system

because I didn't have that where I lived, so it's now easier to realise

where I'm supposed to be going

and which lane means what when going round the roundabout.

And the day has also come for Matthew to pick up his first motor.

Your own first car... Excited?

-I'm excited, but I'm a bit nervous.

-Just take your time.

Are you going to get stickers across the front with furry dice,

"Matthew and Liam" written across the front?

-I can't see that happening.

-That ain't happening.

-TOOTS HORN

-With his own set of wheels,

he'll finally feel much safer out and about.

Matthew is a very young driver.

He's never driven on his own, without an instructor.

He's taken the car, he's gone out, he's driven very well.

Yes, he's made a few mistakes.

I've talked to him about his misdemeanours.

He's taken it all on board. You learn how to pass a test.

You get the test done, you get your licence,

and that's when you go out,

and that's when you really learn how to drive,

when you're mingling with the traffic.

Matthew has his own car now.

He will go out there, he will settle down, he'll take on board

everything I've said to him,

he'll look ahead,

he'll plan, he'll relax,

he'll concentrate,

and he will become a very good and competent, safe driver.

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