I fear that I will never be best friends with the South West Tourism. Although many scenes in Touch try to describe the beauty of Devon they invariably end up a damp, sodden mess since it always seems to be raining. There is wind and rain in the first chapter and the last and the sun rarely shines. OK, the book is set in the winter so bad weather should be expected. However, the problem is the poor weather I wrote about has come back to haunt me and this summer appears to have ended before it has started. Here is the forecast for Plymouth for the next few days:
Note to self: Ensure next book is set during a two month heatwave or send DI Savage and colleagues to Spain on an exchange!