Oops, turns out that in my haste to publish the 999 + 1 post, I neglected to check that all the links in the past posts were in working order.
Granted, one has to accept that some of the links - especially some of the more frivolous picture links will have disappeared into the cyber-ether - but there's no excuse to have a broken link when one isn't necessary.
That's my long-winded way of explaining that I have since fixed the Scottish Patient link on the 'Passport To Pittenweem' post.
Sorted.
Looks like someone is going to Saltcoats for his holidays next year.
Hat tip to the Scottish Patient
Update
In the comments section to this post, Backward Dave comments on Banks as a person and as a writer. I agree with Dave that what I have seen of Iain Banks, when he is being interviewed on the television, he seems like a good bloke and all that. And, like Dave, I agree that Bank's friend and fellow Sci-Fi novelist, Ken MacLeod, is probably the better writer of the two - from reading Macleod's blog and from reading the non-Science Fiction bits of his novel, The Stone Canal, which is as good a thumbnail sketch of the British Far Left in the seventies and eighties than anything I have read before.
Why did I feel the need to mention the above? Simply 'cos it gave me the excuse to link to the following article that MacLeod wrote for the Special Centenary Issue of the Socialist Standard, monthly journal of the Socialist Party of Great Britain, in June of this year. Gratuitous plug for said article, in the journal described as the Beano by Petty Bourgeois Deb, over, I can get on with other matters.
Now, where did I last leave my armchair?
