Rap-Nav

I hardly ever use the sat-nav on my phone but recently on a visit to Rotterdam I had to find an address at midnight from the central station, via a bus then a 15 minute walk, so I sparked it into action.

The system worked fine, but there's a great opportunity here for a much more inventive narration of the journey.

Instead of bland directions delivered in a mechanical monotone, I want someone like (my favourite) poet John Cooper-Clarke or the late William Burroughs to deliver my directions, interspersed and punctuated with appropriate rhyming slang; swearing; and various other poetic colourful invective. See link for Chickentown.