Tuesday 7th July 2009, 15:18

Notverysmartphone

Ah, a lovely long weekend in the Lake District, funded by gigs en route and while I was up there. Never been before, so twas a lovely chance to see Windermere, Coniston Water, etc and enjoy the nice views, nice walks, and nice cream teas (although we went to a cheap place and they used whipped cream, not clotted. Rookie error...)

The furthest gig was Keswick Rugby Club, in the heart of the Lake District, and after a day's walk I bunged the venue's postcode into my satnav. Didn't recognise it. Hmm. Ah - I just got a new phone, with GPS and Google Maps and Lightsabers and everything. Maybe one of those will help us get there (probably not the lightsaber). And sure enough it did recognise the postcode, so we followed that map to the gig, and were driving and driving, out of Keswick, through the countryside some 30 minutes, while slowly thinking, "This is a long way out for Keswick Rugby Club." Keswick is no sprawling metropolis. It doesn't need to have its rugby club 10 miles from its centre. It's surrounded by fields. Sure enough, we asked a local, who, when he stopped laughing, pointed us back in the direction of Keswick centre, some half-hour away.

So what do we learn from this? Either Keswick Rugby Club has its postcode wrong on its website. Or my new phone's GPS is not to be trusted. The lightsaber, I have to say, works perfectly.

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