lol Donny .. it was a chappie on the pavement that very gallantly pointed it out to me ... he spared my blushes with his jacket 'till I got into the office and found a needle and thread !!
alba - I get car sick thinking about travelling. I used to hate when someone would stop and ask for directions when I was walking my dog. Right and Left is confusing enough. But not being a driver meant that one-way streets didn't exist.
oooh, I know what you mean Wolfie, I used to get stopped and was asked where is 'whatever street/road'
got confused but thanks to a new landlord at at local pub, I now know which road is which.
Don't get me started on sat-navs, an idiot nearly ran me down going up the wrong way of a one-way street......
I've only ever been asked for directions twice- both times when I had dyed my hair from blonde to red.
Unfortunately, it didn't help my sense of direction :-)