So with the confidence of a Sat-Nav unit (preloaded in those days on a mobile phone!) I convinced the half a dozen Tigers in the party that we should stick to the 'scenic' route and shy away from the monotonous toll roads that are motorways and stay with the wonderful and uncrowded designated Route Nationale or “N” roads through into Belgium.
Being reliant on the Sat-Nav on thus not knowing exactly where in the Europe we were, I navigated my driver through the country lanes until they got narrower and narrower - and you guessed it we finally came to an embarrassing end of the road on a cobbled pathway leading into a French field in the middle of nowhere!!
How embrassed was I..........


.......what's your embarassing moment in the Tiger?