I'm sure those of you who know me well are aware of my lack of navigation abilities. To some this is rather endearing, to others cause for shouting and screaming, but I usually find a chilled approach to my lack of orientation usually reaps dividends and I always get there in the end.

Take for example a journey I will be making this weekend. It's not one I've done alone before. Yes I have made the journey once, but I was too busy looking in L's eyes to have any clue as to where I was at any given time. If asked, I'd have hazarded a guess that my location was "Heaven" and left it that.

But thankfully the Internet has come to my rescue. I have a map printed out from a journey planner and surprisingly simple and helpful directions from L. So I couldn't possibly get lost could I?

Well this is the man who wanted to go to Brigend in South Wales and ended up in Northampton. So all bets are off.