He had been known to actually argue with the voice that came out of his satnav.
He felt quite sure that there were occasions when the woman had simply got it wrong! When it came to telling her that, he never held back. On this particular trip he was in a coastal region that he was unfamiliar with and found himself relying on her directions far more than usual. He had needed to take issue with her a couple of times, but nothing too serious. That’s how he saw it, anyway. Although he wasn’t too sure about her. He thought he detected just a touch of frustration creeping into her voice. It certainly felt as though there was an edge to it. All this antagonism seemed to come to a head when she had said that he needed to turn right at the next intersection in fifty metres.
This had to be wrong because he could plainly see that the road ahead was just a straight run of at least five hundred metres with nowhere to turn. There seemed to be something positively insidious in her tone when, after a long spell of complete silence, she gave fresh directions.
The day was coming to an end and it was getting dark when this last message came out of the satnav speaker.
All of a sudden the road turned from bitumen to gravel, and he never saw the cliff edge coming up…
