Originally Posted by
thing
I'm also one of those saddos that looses his car in the supermarket car park. I went to the NEC once to an exhibition (oddly enough!) and it took me over an hour to find my car when I left..
or airport?
We arrived in the dark, rain sleeting, bundled out of the car and legged it to the shuttle stop.
Two weeks later, where was the ticket with the bus stop details?
It was one of those car parks with zones A-Z and then some. Fortunately was a. Daylight and b. We had parked back to a boundary hedge.
As we were driven around the car park the bus emptied and we got into a wilderness with neery a car in sight. Mrs PN had an idea of the zone and eventually there it was in splendid isolation.
As you say, the wives may get lost when driving but they can always find the car.