![]() ![]() Unfortunately the water starts churning, and so will your stomach. ![]() This Loch always had the best fishing, though you do have to wade in quite deep for the choicest catch. One enterprising young poacher takes bugger all notice and quite right too! Bloody aristos - it's not natural, is it? - I bet you they're English. James does evidence a smattering of sexism - though no more than any other 1930s boy - but don't worry, he'll be charmingly disarmed of that.īack to the terror, and this teen-orientated tale kicks off near Keithly in Scotland on the banks of Loch Silverfin, framed by mountains and now surrounded on all sides by a chain link and razor wire fence so that the landed gentry inhabiting its island castle can keep out the riff-raff. Don't expect a precocious marksman or a preternaturally fit athlete, although he will start training at school and prove a fairly strong swimmer after being thrown in at the deep end of a freezing Thames in order to compete in Lord Hellebore's Cup, a triathlon challenge involving shooting, swimming and running because that's what his son George is best at. There will be terror, but it won't be Bond's: as a thirteen-year-old he's yet to become so hardened, detached or indeed accomplished. ![]() Oh, James! They're always going to be bumpy. ![]()
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