https://goo.gl/photos/zLA41YSrWkdYycXL6 Sailing into the Orkneys in the early morning and stepping out on to a wet balcony, I feel the cold wind and rain lash across my face. I can sense the remoteness. The whistling of the wind has such an eerie feel and I have the notion that Agatha Christie has been here before …
‘MIDSOMER MURDERS’ IN THE SHETLANDS ‘Miss Marple’ hasn’t been seen tucking-in to a bowl of mussels and eating chips in a pub, but her double was there with a sparkle in her eye just across from me at lunch at the Scalloway Hotel in the Shetlands today. And ‘Doc Martin’ hasn’t been seen holidaying in …