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My main trouble is that I have a terrible feel of direction.
I can go into a shop down the street, come out and then not know which way to bend to continue my journey down the road.
I think that this probably has something to do with my jeans.
I have possibly incurred this disability from my grandfather who got into all sorts of difficulties.
The story was that after his wedding he took his young bride on their honey pot to stay at a hotel in Paris.
Clearly he was a very romance kind of chap and that's why he chose Paris.
On their very first evening he told his wife he was just going out for a short walking but it was really to buy her some flowers.
He found a shop quickly and brought the flowers but he couldn't remember how to get back to the hotel.
He got back very late and his bride was really upturned but soon forgave him when she saw the flowers.
For the rest of their long married life my grandmother never let him go out lonely ever again.