Romanno Bridge - Tapa blanda

Buchan with bells on * Scottish Review of Books * Greig...writes beautifully and the story gallops along * Sunday Times * One of the best historical novels of recent years, Greig dusts off the past and presents it with tremendous skill * Literary Review on Fair Helen * If you have a desire to luxuriate in the most beautiful use of the English language borne along by the love of one gifted poet for a recognized master of melancholy, then this is the book for you. It most certainly is the book for me * Billy Connolly on At the Loch of Green Corrie * You could easily make a case that Andrew Greig has the greatest range of any living Scottish writer * Scotsman *

Where are you heading?' Leo replied 'Where do you need to go?' He got in, wondering how she knew about the loss, then they drove into the night and whatever was waiting there. A motorcyclist with a stolen ring walks into Rothiemurchus Forest until he finds a quiet place to die. A woman with an eventful past has signed the Official Secrets Act and gone to Dumfries to forget a man and keep out of trouble. In comfortable Crieff, a retired historian publishes an obscure article on the survival of the Stone of Destiny, then has his throat cut. A man with a long blade in a tan holster under his suit, a fondness for bird-watching, and memories of his short-lived Punk band Anger Management, has taken a commission to retrieve an object so valuable and mythic it might not exist. A rugby-playing half-Maori named Leo Nagotoa stands in the sleet by Romanno Bridge in the Scottish Borders, trying to thumb a lift when his Destiny slithers up alongside him. The hunt for the crowning stone of the Dalriadic kings, the Stone of Scone - is worth enough to make life cheap for some and dear to others - has begun. Some of the cast of The Return of John Macnab are back, but the times and the mood have changed. Romanno Bridge is a wintry thriller, an entertainment, a quest and an exploration of contemporary themes of fakes, frauds, copies, and a struggle to find the Real Thing, wherever and whatever it might be.