Everything went well until they reached the outskirts of Leeds and were redirected for roadworks.
"Turn right," commanded the tom-tom. "Turn right."
When they didn't do as they were told, it seemed to get quite petulant.
"Recalculating."
Tilly could almost hear the sigh and see the rolling of the eyes as it calculated another route.
"Continue for two hundred yards and then turn right."
She could see it was trying to make them retrace their steps.
"Can't you explain to it that we're avoiding roadworks?"
"I'm afraid not." Kim gave her another grin. "The technology's not that advanced yet. And it can't see the roadworks, you see."
"See them?"
Kim explained, his eyes never leaving the road, watching for the diversion signs. "It works by receiving a satellite signal and aligning
