tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103598810361847905.post5120825537821081984..comments2023-09-01T08:17:00.310+01:00Comments on Incultus: An Interlude in real time - Autumnsnafuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07588812293454033077noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103598810361847905.post-28107918444430656902013-11-17T21:03:48.762+00:002013-11-17T21:03:48.762+00:00I hate satnavs. I call ours the 'nagging woman...I hate satnavs. I call ours the 'nagging woman' because she won't shut up - even when I know she's taking us the long way round to get somewhere. Problem is, we live close to a motorway. There's a perfectly good A road running alongside it, but she insists on taking us along the motorway because it's 'quicker'. Except it usually isn't. MorningAJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04719744167307369768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103598810361847905.post-88576063692262874332013-11-15T14:00:02.036+00:002013-11-15T14:00:02.036+00:00Those satnavs (we call them a GPS), can be confusi...Those satnavs (we call them a GPS), can be confusing, and downright dangerous. So often DOTH and I have asked it to take us to a local, famous, fast food restaurant, knowing it was close but not sure how to get to it, and we end up at one 2 miles away! I won't use it when I am alone in the car. If I have to travel into unknown territory, I print off the info from Google maps before I leave...much more accurate, even if antiquated!kaybeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12808550103489943108noreply@blogger.com