I am fed up of driving places and getting very very lost.
I drove down to Notts on Thursday, from Teesside, I got on the A19, then A1 and decided to stay on the A1 until I got to the M18 turn off to Notts to get onto the M1.
Slight problem!! I forgot the M18 and carried on the A1 and eventually got to Notts, only to find I didn't know where the hell I was in relation to Dave Notts' house. Ten frantic phone calls and 3 hours later, I get to his house. So you can image the stick I got off Dave for managing to get lost again!!
Take 2! On Friday, I promised my daughter I would take her to Meadowhall, so drives from Notts to Sheffield no problem. I had to nip over to Scunthorpe, again, I got there no problem. Driving from Scunny to get to the M18, I seen a turn off, and thinking it was the right one, I drive off the motorway. 30 minutes later, I realise I am in Grimsby FFS I had to turn aroundand drive back to Scunny, to get back on the same road I took the turn off.
To add insult to inury, they closed the fecking junction I had to turn off (J24, M1) to get back to Notts and had to give Dave a ring to guide me in. Dave was merciless in taking the piss out of me all night, I felt like super glueing his gob shut just to get some peace!
I am the first one to admit my sense of direction is shite and I am soooo fed up with myself!!!
I know what I am going to put on my Santa List!!