Veronica decided I was a collapsed Christian and was determined to do something about it – she was taking me to a Cathedral in Middlesbrough for an event.
We set off in her car equipped with a satellite navigator as my knowledge of junctions is in doubt, but we could not hear the instructions and were unable to turn the volume up. Veronica had to drive with her nose almost on the windscreen for the whole journey.
To make matter worse her passenger seat was loose and I kept overtaking her and then was shunted unceremoniously to the back of the car at great speed; conversation was difficult as we were laughing so much and the satellite navigator lady kept interrupting.
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