Last weekend I found myself in Nairn along with this chappie, Prof Dave Barclay, world renowned forensic scientist and jolly good mate to crime writers.
And this chappie…who you will recognise as James Oswald. It's always annoyed me how he can write such good and consistent books - producing two a year while he has a full time job. He told me but I am not telling any of you.
This was me going through the new contract just before we left. Note my special advisers, Mathilda and Pi.
Nairn itself is an ancient fishing port 16 miles east of Inverness.
It’s best known for golf, being the favourite holiday resort of Charlie Chaplin who played golf here, golf, award winning beaches, golf, tilde Swinton and lots of men in silly trousers playing (you guessed it ) golf.
When King James VI of Scotland visited the town in 1589 he said the High Street was so long that the people at either end spoke different languages Scots and Gaelic.
I was appearing at the Nairn book and arts festival which is a small festival that really punches above its weight in terms of the guests it manages to book.
While I was there I was forced to appreciate, but failed that Nairn has two 18 hole Championship golf courses and that the Nairn Golf Club is one of the greatest links courses in the world, established back in 1887.
It looked very narrow to me,
The famous statue of the fishwife.
The plaque which describes how the fish were processed in those days.
Enough to put you off your special fish supper.
A typical Nairn house, with the championship course on the back door step.
Me suffering my nieces and nephews who have blogged here before
They live at the foot of Cawdor Castle
Four children under the age of six.
I didn't stay long.
Lovely piece of art in garden of our five star B and B.
Beautiful Garden of our B and B.
So who is A D Garrett? He/ she is the crime writing partnership of my friend Margaret Murphy and the Prof! Who would have guessed that!
Off to Bloody Scotland where I have been told, I am doing something with a beach ball.