When we got to Luss, one of the first things Pat said to me was
'You are a right devious bas*ard, aren't you?'
Turns out she thought Luss was closer, becuase I had said it wasn't very far, except that I had forgotten how far away it actually was, but I knew it wasn't exactly any amazing distance anyway. I didn't say anything because, well, ok, she had a point, but at the same time, it was where she wanted to go, so she couldn't exactly complain too much!
Incidentally, I wonder how that guy cycling to North Wales is doing, I just hope he didn't get flattened on the A82.