The Joys of Owning A GPS
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Little Sherry one-shot based on me and my family's own experiences with a SatNav!
I have been to see the Lion King, and I can verify the fact it's one of the best musical's I've ever seen!
Told from Sandra's point of view.
Oh yeah, and The King's Palace in London doesn't exist to my knowledge!
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Laura xxxx
'No! We are not using that thing! I don't trust it! Even if Brian and Esther did use when they went on holiday and it worked! I don't trust it, full stop!' I yell down the stairs to Gerry. I'm changing into my best dress and strappy heels, because, you see, tonight Gerry and I are going to The King's Palace Theatre in London to see 'The Lion King' Musical. Gerry bought us tickets 6 months ago, as an anniversary present.
We're in the car by now. I've managed to bully Gerry into a white shirt and tie, threatening to sleep downstairs if he didn't. After all, we've waited ages to see this; we may as well make an effort!
We haven't had time to barely even sleep these past few weeks, because the case we're working on has been quite stressful. We know where the theatre is, but we have no idea how to get there. 'Okay. Type the postcode or whatever into the SatNav, and I'll have the map in case it goes wrong.' I order Gerry. "Yes guv" he replies cheekily. 'Oi, you know I'm Sandra when we're not at work. Now drive' I tell him.
1 Hour Later...
'Er, Gerry, I'm pretty sure the SatNav is telling us wrong!' I tell him. "Sandra, this is the best SatNav on the market, its fool-proof!" he protests. I reach over to the dashboard and switch it off. 'Now you are going to listen to me instead of that bloody woman rabbiting on!' I tell him.
'Right, turn left here and it should be on your right' I tell Gerry 20 minutes later. Gerry turns the car left. Sure enough, there is the theatre, all lit up and bearing posters for 'the Lion King.' I'm started to get excited now!
"Water,wine,sweets,crisps!" "Water,wine,sweets,crisps!" A salesperson cries. We're in our seats by now and the 3 salespeople milling around are starting to get on my nerves. 'Gerry, can you get me a packet of Haribos to shut him up for 10 seconds?' I ask. "But you'll whinge that you've put on weight tomorrow" Gerry protests. 'Just do it' I reply.
It's the interval. "What do you think so far?" Gerry asks me. 'It's fab! I love it! It's by far the best anniversary present ever!' I smile, kissing him.
After the show has ended, Gerry and I go back to the car. Gerry reaches out to put the SatNav on. 'Not a chance! We're sticking with good old fashioned maps this time!' I tell him, slapping his hand away.