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I was up in Aviemore recently for a spot of Winter Munro bagging and general Highland tomfoolery. As always I ended up buying a couple of books while I was there and am currently working my way to the

WHAT d’you reckon, sir?” Sergeant Winner sidled up to his long-time inspector with a worried look. His grey eyes swivelled towards a swelling crowd of newspaper men. Under an early-morning sky which t

IT was no fun being dead – particularly when you had a cramp in your leg. Gemma raised her head from the dusty floor, looking for Tarquin. “Do I really have to stay here until the end of the act?” she

A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys

Was Avis in terrible danger? And if so, would anyone come to her aid in time?

HOW quickly Sylvia’s life had changed! At New Year, she’d wished that the next 12 months would mean better health for her grandmother, a new washing machine for her mother and, if at all possible, a p