Chepy was Good. Thanks TOG

Some people have pretty solutions...

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There's a nice selection of car parks you failed to mention. Plus
zigzagging the same main exit road as we made our way in the same
direction as said road. I must admit though. The GPS did exactly what
you told it...

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.... before you spot the police car in your mirrors.

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Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, The Older

That's that emaciated fucker's card marked then. Next time I see him I
shall sit on his bike.

 

His bike isn't made of green plastic

 

DING

There's a quite tight hairpin just before boulogne, I'd got to the
point of ignoring the slow down bend signs because up to that point
they'd all been easily taken at an enthusiastic pace. The flashing
lights, and extra warning signs made me slow down a bit. Tight left
and an immediate right on a down hill section with no escape route, I
did wonder how many it claimed before the markings were increased.

 

*worried*

Oi, Eaton. Step way from my bike.

 

Your room was very nice too. )

BTW, mail me your address and "the cheque will be in the post".

 

The varlet known as Nigel Eaton did proclaim to all assembled:

shrup......... don't need reminding........ bugger....

 

The varlet known as prawn did proclaim to all assembled:

Good man!

Err - in my defence, I was ratted - the room was spinning and I couldn't
find the bog.

 

well precisely. I've done the ride out of Calais once. I'd worked out
what direction and what road I wanted - absolute piece of piss. I
continue to be amazed at how people can get lost in such circumstances.

I'll accept that on the french run I did a year or so ago I did stop
twice to confirm that I was at the right place and going the right way.

<chortle>

 

I'm bringing Mrs. Prawn next time ;-).

 

You did the D940 didn't you?

 

Yes. You've *two* email addresses in your "From" name. One is a
spamtrap, and the other is a spamtrap. Surely one would suffice.

Batey has his name twice, and an email address with underscores and a
supplementary domain.

 

The varlet known as prawn did proclaim to all assembled:

Why? You want me to throw up on her?
Pervert!
;-)

 

But we wern't lost [1], we knew exactly where we where. Ian can probably
give you a full track of where we went.

[1] well to within 6 ft or whatever the resolution is on his GPS.

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I slowed down to let him pass, which was all he wanted.

 

My recent experiences of GPS have failed to convince me of its superiority
over the printed paper thingies I normally rely on.

 

Of course you weren't lost. You knew exactly where you were in relation to
your GPS at all times.

 

Coming back to the hotel on Saturday afternoon with Antonye and Kiran,
we got the "police ahead" warning light flash from motorists.

The next village was called, I kid you not, Arrest.

I was *so* tempted to hoon through it purely for the photograph of
myself being pulled over by the village roadsign.