What is it about Aberystwyth?

After travelling all over the world—from South America to Asia and Polynesia and all over Europe—I can honestly say I have never been to any land where I didn’t meet at least one person who had heard of the town.

I first realised this when I was in Borneo. I was deep in the heart of the rainforest, on the mighty Rajang river, meeting with a tribal elder to discuss the possibility of dancing the Ngajat with his daughter.

He asked me where I was from and when I told him Aberystwyth his face lit up and he glanced up at the Heavens in disbelief. ‘So it really exists, then? We thought it was a make-believe place, told of old in our legends, like Troy, Nineveh and Timbuktu. A fabulous town.’

‘Well, it is pretty fabulous,’ I said. ‘It’s got a Cliff Railway.’

‘Please,’ he said. ‘Please dance the Ngajat with my daughter.’

And so I did.


There are six novels in the Aberystwyth Noir series, and one in the Jack Wenlock series, with a second currently in the hands of the midwife.

If you click on the images below it will take you to the relevant page at Bloomsbury, where you can read an extract, or even stump up some moolah and buy one. Put it on the mantelpiece to keep the vicar away.