We have just returned from a tripette to Scotland to the Scottish Game Fair, held at Scone Palace outside Perth; swirls of bagpipes, blistering sunshine, a fantastic atmosphere and a far cry from the sodden event that was cancelled last year. Hill ponies, tweeds and kilts, and a clan of gamekeepers and ghillies for me were the star attractions, and – for a caricaturist – the most amazing array of characters, and faces that I have seen in some time. We struck up a friendship with our neighbour, the erstwhile Walton Street art dealer, Malcom Innes, ( I was reprimanded for buying two pictures off him before we had even opened our stand ), and we watched Murray close out the Wimbledon Final on the Strutt & Parker stand, 25 of us crammed together in a huddle, screaming and shouting, and somewhat unbelieving at what he had finally achieved. Perth is a short hop from Dunblane, and the genuine happiness on sunday evening was visible, and touching. I loved the aftermath of his victory – bagpipe playing erupted all around the show site. If you are in Scotland next year at the beginning of July, you should pay the show a visit. It is quite special.