If you worked for a PR Company in London whose boss hated (beyond all reason) the head of another London PR Company, would you think it a good idea to plan a joint team-building weekend in the Scottish borders, reviving the murderous feuding of the Armstrongs, the Maxwells, the Kerrs and the other border families? You just cannot begin to imagine how badly this will go wrong. Enjoy a sub-Brookmyre farce of epic proportions.
