It's not that witty an anecdote, but here's what I posted on the IMDB forum in 2004:
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I saw Michael Winner in a little village in the Scottish Highlands a few months ago. He was lost. He spent ages driving around this little village, stopping and frowning down roads. He eventually asked a passing local for directions (I'd been going to go over and offer to help if he was there much longer, although I'm not a native of that village).
I thought it was extremely funny that I was watching a director who quite clearly had no sense of direction.
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this view, I was in the car park on the left, sitting in my car and consuming a hard earned fish supper (was on my way north, and home). He kept re-appearing at and stopping on that roundabout, assessing his options.