Having picked up more than one newspaper this morning I notice there all contain a similar story about how satellite navigation systems have made thickos of people. No longer, so the report goes, can we read a map, and as a result we lose crucial information about the places we are in. An examples the Times gave was that a satnav would not tell you you were pacing Stonehenge like a map would (although you would hope as someone drove along the 303 they'd recognise it.
The reason I'm mentioning it is that it just so happens that I heard a very funny satnav tale the other day. I shan't name names but someone I know was travelling from the Bedfordshire/Buckinghamshire area to the Isle of Sheppey in Kent. They punched the details into the satnav and off they went. Unfortunately he did not actually put the route in properly and had actually just reprogrammed a previous destination that was in the depths of Surrey.
What did this person do? He listened to the satnav, took every turning it told him to take and was completely obliviously to the fact that he was heading into Surrey and completely the wrong direction. It was only when he telephoned the person he was meeting and said "I'm here, where are you" and they said "I'm here too, where are you?" that he discovered he was hundreds of miles away.
When I was told this story I cannot deny that I laughed so hard I nearly pee'd my pants. How someone could be directed, as I presume he was, along the M25 and then onto the M3 where there are signs for Bournemouth, Brighton etc etc and not realise they were a long way from Kent was beyond my comprehension. THe point though is that the newspaper reports today are 100% spot on. Satnav makes you stupid, although it's possible that you might already be stupid too.
Incidentally, if you're wondering if I have a satnav, the simple answer is no. I have considered it a few times because I wanted a new toy, but then realised that if I got one I would have to go somewhere that I didn't know to justify buying it, and anyway, I have a road atlas in the back of the car (albeit it a little old).