For some there may be a moral dilema in sending some one the wrong way when asked for directions, but not for this puppy.
I'm about my business, on the way to the library as it happens, when some oiks in a Beemer schreech to a halt besides me.
"Where'sa fucking ferries?" the gent politely enquired.
I directed them in the direction of the docks but in such a way that they drove alongside and indeed past the ferry terminal with no hope of gettig there, the only turn off that particular bit of dual carriageway being almost in the New Forrest.
I do so hope they wer'nt late.
Should I have been a more tolerant bunny?
Dennypoos, a moral dilemma at every corner.