A few days ago, at an undisclosed location in the south of France, I met up with my writing friends Hilary Mantelpiece and KJ Rolling Pin. The photographer made reference to the opening scenes of Macbeth so we sent him to Coventry ... where his remains have been formed into a new gargoyle.
Our weekend retreat was funded by the two Arthurs (Mr Cone and Mr Doyle to you). They're huge fans of our work. Well, who isn't?
We dined exclusively on ice cream served in cornets formed round the horns of unicorns and drank nothing but the finest vintage peppermint tea.
Naturally our conversation was of literary matters, well worn themes and the loveliness of DC Thomson editors. Do read my friends' accounts here and here for the whole story. Some parts are even true!
No famous authors were harmed in the making of these blog posts. The same cannot be said of cakes and scones.