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Earl-y bath
It has been a while since we had a corking sat nav story, so thanks to The Sun for bringing to our attention the story of Earl Spencer’s daughter, who wanted to watch Chelsea play football.
If you are the daughter of an Earl, you call a taxi to take you the 85 miles from Althorp to Stamford Bridge.
But do not call Northampton-based Mayfair Taxis, or if you do, check the “Stamford Bridge” the driver enters in the sat nav is the one in London, not the village in Yorkshire, 146 miles in the other direction.
Unfortunately, she didn’t.
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