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Gryfon lent me the latest Iain Banks. Neither a Culture novel nor some twisted piece of modern literary fiction, it’s actually a travel book.

Basically Banks hoons around Scotland with his boozy mates in various forms of transportation, visiting as many distilleries as possible in search of “the perfect dram”. Could easily have been self-indulgent crap, and sometimes he is pretty irritating, but overall it’s a lot of fun. I certainly had an exciting (cartophile geek-out) time trying to follow the roads taken with my A to Z of Britain.

And at the end of it I now have a list of about ten single malts I’m going to have to get hold of. As it takes me about 2 years to drink a bottle of single malt it’ll be a long project.

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