We went out with M on Sunday, which was fab. Our first stop was the Industriemuseum in Oberhausen. I am not doing travelogue here, don’t worry, this is Necessary Background.
You see, Fraser accidentally selected the wrong street from Tomsk the SatNav. It was the right town (fortunately), but it was about six minutes’ drive away from where we wanted to be.
He said something about fat fingers, and I drove on.
Biggie then added words to the effect of, “we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for dad’s inexperienced fingers.”
Four hours later, she was still asking why all three adults immediately collapsed into helpless gales of laughter.