In the footsteps of Inspector Rebus

After a nice italian lunch with my pals we decided that we should celebrate the Yuletide by having a martini in the bar of The Caley Hotel.

In the last of the Rebus books, Exit Music, a lot of the back story develops here, so we thought we might pick up a bit of the 'street vibe' and see what characters we might bump into.

No poets, no Russian oligarchs, no big time gansters, no undercover policemen.

Just us and some expensive drinks.

Of course maybe the staff thought we were the colourful characters.

Now I come to think of it we did look a bit dodgy. Cheers chaps!