So after a 6 hour round trip I am now pretty much convinced that my GPS has made it it's mission to ensure that I travel every B road, and most of of the C roads, in the East of Scotland. The bonus of getting lost is that I did get to see some amazing sights, the downside is the panic over the possibility of being late, and it was a very real possibility! Half an hour before I was due to arrive I was up a mountain, in the middle of nowhere, convinced I was lost and completely bereft of any form of mobile signal. I had just been terrified into actually screaming as a lorry drove speedily towards me on a tiny road that just happened to be perched on the edge of a cliff, while my car clung on for dear life just avoiding tumbling towards the picturesque river below. 
This was the stage that I decided perhaps intuition would guide me to my destination much more effectively. And surprisingly this worked! I even arrived with 5 minutes to spare!
The whole getting lost thing is becoming a rather funny habit of mine lately but I must admit that laughing manically to myself is not nearly as much fun as the hysterics encountered when travelling with a certain friend ;0)
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