My Little Adventure ...

... This is where I prove that I am daft rather than brave!

Well, the other night I met my mate Lurking for tea, in a town I'd never previously visited. Got there OK, but got completely lost on the way out! I ended up in a city - I only knew it was a city as I kept seeing signs for 'City Centre' - but there were no indications as to which city it might be, although logically I'd narrowed it down to two! And NG, you were minutes away from getting a frantic phone call for help, when I realised I wasn't in your city!!

I saw a sign for a village that I knew I'd driven through on the way to meeting Lurking; so I followed that and subsequent signs.

Then suddenly I realised where I was! I was on the road that would take me straight through the village where Biggles lived! How could I pass on an opportunity like this? I've drawn a line under the whole situation and accepted that I'll not get me money back - but I really just couldn't resist the thought of a confrontation with him!!

Really rather surprisingly, I managed to find where he lived. I parked up in the next street, stuck me hat on as a disguise (my hats are v recent additions to my wardrobe, and so if he were to see me, it wouldn't be obvious that it was me).

I skulked suspiciously round to his street - only to discover that his house is up for rent! How deflated did I feel? I'd mustered up all my confidence and bravery, I was ready for some verbal sparring and he doesn't even live there anymore! Aaaaaaargh!

To be honest, it was probably just as well he wasn't there - he can be a nasty piece of work reputedly, and I think my wellbeing is worth more than the £200 he's robbed from me!

Para xxx (who promises not to be so silly again!!)