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Dead Good Marnie!

She won! I could find no reason why Marnie Riches shouldn’t win her category in Harrogate. I really couldn’t. But ever modest, Marnie seemed to feel there was no reason she would beat Oslo or Nepal.

Shortlisted for the Patricia Highsmith Award for Most Exotic Location in the Dead Good Reader Awards, going round killing people in Amsterdam seems to have been exotic enough to win Marnie a bespoke magnifying glass trophy. No home is complete without one.

I should have been there…

Harrogate

Now I dream of Harrogate. Me, who has never even made it to Betty’s Tea Rooms. 27 years in the Northwest and not a single trip to Harrogate…

Theakston’s Old Peculier Crime Writing Weekend is not something I have seriously considered going to before, especially as it takes place in mid-July, which is a time fraught with holiday plans and trips to Sweden. And things. Last year I felt dismay when I heard JK Rowling was attending, but quickly dismissed this negative thought.

And now, now there are more people who draw me there and I so want to go. Sara Paretsky will be there, and so early that a day trip is out of the question, and all those Northern Irish boys I’m fond of, including Adrian McKinty back in the Northern hemisphere. James Oswald. Stieg Larsson, except he’s not, of course.

I looked at all the suggested crime hotels for the weekend and they look positively irresistible, straight out of an Agatha Christie novel.

It’s still the middle of July, however. And I know for a fact that when the time comes I will be pleased not to be going to yet one more place, or more events.

But right now I’m at the point where I want to!