Bit of scrappy paper with roads written in balanced on steering wheel and perhaps wife with a map on her lap.
Big difference was that we read road signs rather than listened to directions.
Enough - I'll get banned for hijacking this thread.
But it's strange how we both follow the same techniques which have eliminated situations I well remember in the early days. (Like turning down a dead end street in France and finding a dustbin lorry at the end - blocked! Unhitch, push up someones drive (no movers then), move car, leave with red face and divorce papers filed).
