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Saturday, 15 September 2007

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I used to love reading the Buchan novels you mention as a teenager, especially at my parent's cottage in Perthshire in winter by a good fire with the wind howling in the slates - very atmospheric. Sadly I do not think I have read any of them again for nearly 30 years, perhaps I should be inspired by your article to seek them out this New Year when I hope again to be up in Perthshire again.

Mr Standfast IS good, but if you love Scotland, the Dickson McCunn books are fun too (Huntingtower, Castle Gay). Many thanks to our Edinburgh correspondent for the interesting article by James Buchan!

I so love the 39 Steps but have not read any of these others. Must seek them out -- Mr Standfast sounds great.

I have read The 39 Steps, but I don't think I realized that there were more titles with the same hero. I must keep an eye out.

For readers south of the border, there's a piece by James Buchan (J.B.'s grandson) on what inspired Sick Heart River in today's Scotsman :
http://thescotsman.scotsman.com/critique.cfm?id=1476322007

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