By: Blonde One
The Two Blondes found themselves today with some (very rare) free time. It was a lovely sunny day and we did consider going for a walk, but that’s tomorrow’s job. At least one of us was invited out for lunch. Both of us, for sure, had a million domestic things (at least) that could be done. But what we decided to do was the best option by a long way: route planning and route card writing! It didn’t take us long to get ourselves ready and we headed off to chez Blonde Two to begin.
We sat ourselves at the very lovely, large kitchen table and started to unpack our bags of the necessary, hastily packed kit. We ended up a table that held 4 laptops (2 each just in case), a collection of pens and pencils that Mr W H Smith would be quite jealous of, 5 maps (2 Dartmoor and 3 Torbay/Newton Abbot). I’m not entirely sure why I brought so many maps with me but it’s better to have too many than not enough; there’s nothing worse than not enough maps! The multitude of maps got me thinking what the collective noun for maps is …
A journey of maps?
A trek of maps?
A co-ordinate of maps?
A misplacement of maps?
I don’t know – what do you think?