29 January 2013
Now I'm quite an independent woman, No job is too hard to find; I'll drive, fly, walk anywhere, Think with my own overloaded mind.
Going on holiday on my own, I wouldn't give a second thought; Sitting by myself in the cinema, Doesn't leave me lonely or fraught.
But... thinking of tomorrow, I'm all in a bit of a tizz, As I'm driving into London; No... not to see Les Mis.
My sons school choir, Is singing again at the O2, With thousands of Young Voices What if I get lost driving through!
I'm all in a panic, That I'll end up in the Thames; Sat Nav's given me three routes, Straight road then the North Circular bend.
I don't know what's wrong with me, I've even driven in New York! How hard can negotiating London be? Driving with a crazy face like Bjork.
Even if I get there, I still have to beat the school coach back home; Driving in the dark With my directions on the phone.
I need to pull myself together And maybe ask for a tip or two; From some of you lovely Londoners, On the easiest way to the O2.
At least I have two days off, And time to visit the V&A, But I'm staying clear of ye olde shoppe's As they'll clear out my pay.
So if you see a crazy lady, Driving round and round and round, You'll know it's me eddie12309 And the O2 I haven't found!
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Ok I know...... Head for the big dome!
Driving Miss Eddie • Opuss № I