It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

Castle Lachlan

Haunted by a horse.

Man, dressed in tweed suit and brogues, sitting in Loch Fyne Oyster Bar deli drinking coffee and drawing caricatures in a small sketch pad and photographing them with his phone. Who is he sending them too, or is he just recording them for his own entertainment?

And, when did novels worth reading become 'literary novels'?

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