I had lunch with Dawn today. She’s all excited about doing her PHD again. She’s gone off the Romans but is thinking of doing prehistoric Sussex. We then talked about my dissertation and got all excited about that too.
And then she told me the horror story of her recent trip to Oxford with Trudi, whose navigation skills leave a lot to be desired. When they found themselves in Central London, she realised she had the map upside down. It took them for ever to get back on the right track.
Eventually they arrived in Oxford but then had major problems finding where they had to go to for the conference they were attending.
The conference was fun and then they set off back for home. This time, rather than Central London, they were almost at the docks at Southampton when Dawn insisted they turn round and go back in the opposite direction. Trudi wasn’t sure until Dawn pointed to the sign which indicated that there was nothing but water in front of them.
They eventually made it home. And Mirinda says bad things about my navigating. Bah!
Dad said that sounds like me I am a terrible navigater. even walking I want to go the opposite way, it just all feels wrong.
oh well good job we dont go any where now. love mum