Yet more reasons not to own a GPS

Some of you may be aware of my loathin of GPS or SatNav systems. This weekend has afforded me more opportunitues to realise why...

11. The system is unable to read the road signs telling you that a road is closed (and if you manage to take some iniative, and divert the closed road, the GPS will then do it's damnedest to steer you back towards the closed road).

12. The GPS doesn't know where the nearest Pizza Hut is, despite thinking it does (we passed one on the way to the 'nearest' Pizza Hut).

13. The 'Browse Map' feature is almost impossible to read (even when you're used to working with maps).

14. GPS systems are tripe compared to a good ol' map.

15. When you stop at a service station, and take it with you the restaurant (which is a mistake anyway let it get stolen) you look like a nonse, as it will keep telling you to turn right in 100 yards.

And this was the news that I went with my friend Michael to Fiest In The Park, in Huntingdon Race Couse. It's basically a car show based on people's love of Ford Fiestas (and there were about 1300 cars there), but other Ford models are welcomed too. So Michael and I went up there in his newest Ford Escort Cabriolet Mk IV. That would be his third this year (largely due to bad luck, and unreliability).

The day started out a bit moist and cold (I wasn't expecting the moist part - hence after a short bike ride to Michael's I had moist trousers around the shins - delightful). At Thurrock Services (where they have never heard of an early morning cooked breakfast - as everything was closed) it was as cold as a Polar Bear's ding dong. But by the time we arrived in Huntingdon, just after 8am (having left at 5am - ouch) it was a beautiful sunny day. Having misinterpreted the weather again, I didn't take any sun cream. This has left me able to do my lobster impression...

It was a good day, although it did start to drag on towards the end (when alot of the cars were leaving). I really enjoyed wondering around the show, and looking at the cars. However, despite the 1300 Fords on display, I only found two cars that were anywhere near the same colour as Ernie. And when I asked the owners, they said that their colour was Inca - not Champagne Gold like my beautful Ford Escort 1.4 GL Estate. So there we go - yet more proof that Ernie is very special.

And I can't finish this weeks post without mentioning the SATs exams that I helped out with. There you go, I mentioned it.

Oh yeah, and this post was a day late. You'll get over it. (Thanks to Bev who noticed)

If you like Ford Fiestas, why not leave a comment saying that you wish you owned an Escort.

If you don't like Ford Fiestas, why not leave a comment saying that you do/ have owned as Escort.

Quote of the Week: 'CONDENSATION!' shouted the child I was helping in his SATs, in the middle of the exam room, with 7 other students, as he tried desperatly to remember the opposite to evaporation.