I went to church this morning

I went to church this morning, for the first time in several years; you may remember I reported from the churchyard in the first of my lockdown videos, and now that the lockdown is easing, I wanted to see how the community is putting itself back together.

Well, it's still not religion as we knew it before. No hymn singing allowed by the congregation, just a cantor intoning from the back; no communion for anyone except the priest; only every third seat in every second row was available to sit in.

But it was still an important celebration. The service was centred around the Paschal candle which should normally have been lit at Easter, two months ago. The gospel was Matthew 10:26-33, whose tagline is "Be not afraid". And the first time that the congregation as a whole spoke was to jointly profess the Creed – one of the special Belgian ones:

Ik geloof in God, die liefde is
en ons de wereld schenkt.
Ik geloof ook dat God ons roept en zendt
om van deze wereld een thuis te maken:
een wereld zonder honger,
zonder oorlog, zonder haat,
een wereld vol goedheid,
rechtvaardigheid en vrede.

Ik geloof in Jezus Christus,
die geroepen en gezonden
werd om lief en leed met ons te delen
om, geborgen in Gods liefde,
zich te geven aan de mensen.
Ik geloof ook dat de Heer ons roept en zendt
om lief en leed te delen in liefde met elkaar.

Ik geloof dat de Heer zijn Geest van liefde
schenkt aan alle mensen.
Ik geloof ook dat de Heer ons roept en zendt
om van zijn blijde boodschap te getuigen
in woord en daad;
opdat alle mensen van de wereld
broers en zusters zouden worden
in de kerk van zijn liefde,
op weg naar zijn rijk van vrede
en vriendschap voor altijd.
Amen.

. I believe in God, who is love
and gives us the world.
I also believe that God calls and sends us
to make this world a home:
a world without hunger,
without war, without hate,
a world full of goodness,
justice and peace.

I believe in Jesus Christ,
who was called and sent
to share our joys and sorrows
to give himself to the people,
hidden in God's love.
I also believe that the Lord calls and sends us
to share love and sorrow in love with one another.

I believe that the Lord gives His Spirit of love
to all people.
I also believe that the Lord calls and sends us
to bear wtiness to his joyful message
in word and deed;
that all the people of the world
might become brothers and sisters
in the church of his love,
towards his kingdom of peace
and friendship forever.
Amen.

I’m not sure that I will go back very often. But it was important to go today.

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The Beiderbecke Affair

The Beiderbecke Affair is the story of two middle-aged teachers in love, in Leeds, at the height of Thatcherism. If you don't know it, just go and get hold of it somehow. It will be five well-spent hours of your time. At present all six episodes are available on Dailymotion:

I fell in love with it at first sight when it was first shown in 1985, the combination of quirky humour, lovng detailed camera work, and upbeat jazz. Here's the first scene after the credits, which introduces us to James Bolam and Barbara Flynn as the protagonists, and Dudley Sutton as their colleague.

There is a plot, as it turns out, but it's kind of marginal to the experience of watching Jill and Trevor exploring their world and their affection for each other, and the beautiful sequences of them and other people simply walking or driving around Leeds to the soundtrack composed by Frank Ricotti. The script is crackling, the actors are electric and the whole thing is a delight.

I was very glad to discover that the show is deemed culturally significant enough to have the British Film Institute publish a book about it, by Bill Gallagher who has also written four Doctor Who audios for Big Finish (all of which I enjoyed). The second paragraph of the book's third chapter (quoting Alan Plater) is:

I said, 'What about Jimmy Bolam?' I'd known Jimmy a long time, socially, and we had worked together in radio. So then we had Jimmy and we got Barbara Flynn. We didn't continue with Bridget Turner because I think there was a feeling that we wanted to go for a new team throughout, and try a new character. I think we've been kind of vindicated in that.

It's a lovely detailed analysis, including the fascinating information that the show was originally intended to continue the story of an earlier Plater series, Get Lost!, but had to be reimagined when Alun Armstrong was no loner available. Somehow it all came together.

I do have to note that there isn't a single non-white speaking part, and very few non-speaking parts either. Leeds is not the most diverse of British cities, but it's not completely white either, nor was it in 1985.

It was funny to come to this at the same time as reading Charles Stross's The Nightmare Stacks, also set in Leeds but from a very different angle.

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Who was both oldest former US President and oldest former Vice-President, but not at the same time?

Last week I posed a wee question on social media: Who was both the oldest former President of the United States, and the oldest former Vice-President, but not at the same time?

Lots of people scratched their heads over this, which was gratifying, and the answer is admittedly a bit obscure.

Below is the full list of people who were the oldest former President of the United States, and the oldest former Vice-President, at all times since the terms of the first holders of both offices ended on 4 March 1797. I have put in bold the cases where a President or Veep who was older than all their living predecessors (if any) left office at the end of their term. In all other cases, the distinction is transmitted through mortality.

You'll see that since 1797, there have been five intervals when there were no living former Presidents, and two when there were no living former Vice-Presidents. There were no living ex-Presidents 1) between the death of Washington and the end of John Adams' term; 2) between the death of Andrew Johnson and the end of Grant's term; 3) between the death of Cleveland and the end of Theodore Roosevelt's term; 4) between the death of Coolidge and the end of Hoover's term; and 5) between the death of Lyndon Johnson and Nixon's resignation.

More obscurely, there were no living Vice-Presidents between 1) the death of Hannibal Hamlin and the end of Levi P. Morton's term, and 2) between the death of Levi P. Morton and the end of Thomas R. Marshall's term.

John Adams, Martin Van Buren, Millard Fillmore, Andrew Johnson, Harry Truman, Lyndon Johnson, Richard Nixon, Gerald Ford and the elder George Bush were all both the oldest former President of the United States, and the oldest former Vice-President, at the same time. (In all cases except Nixon, they held both distinctions at the time of their deaths.)

John Quincy Adams, William Howard Taft and Charles G.Dawes all appear twice in their respective columns, having been succeeded in their offices by older men who they then outlived.

The otherwise rather obscure Levi P. Morton outlived six younger successors as Vice-President. I think that is a record.

And the answer to the question, "Who was both the oldest former President of the United States, and the oldest former Vice-President, but not at the same time?"

It's Calvin Coolidge.

He was elected Vice-President on the same ticket as Warren Harding in 1920, and took office in 1921. When Harding died in 1923, Coolidge became president and the only other living former vice-president was his immediate predecessor Thomas R. Marshall, who was older than him. Marshall died in 1925, making Coolidge not just the oldest living former vice-president but the only one. Coolidge's own vice-president, Charles G. Dawes, was older than him, so when their term ended in 1929, Dawes took over the mantle of oldest former Vice-President from him.

At that point the only living former presidents were Coolidge himself and William Howard Taft. When Taft died in 1930, Coolidge became the oldest former president until his own death in 1933, after which there were no living former presidents until Herbert Hoover's term ended two months later. (Hoover lived another thirty years.)

If you spot any mistakes below, please yell.

Oldest Living
Ex-President
Date range
Oldest Living
Ex-Vice President
Date range
George Washington 4 March 1797 – 14 December 1799 . John Adams 4 March 1797 – 4 July 1826
No living ex-Presidents 14 December 1799 – 4 March 1801 .
John Adams 4 March 1801 – 4 July 1826 .
James Madison 4 July 1826 – 28 June 1836 . Aaron Burr 4 July 1826 – 14 September 1836
John Quincy Adams 28 June 1836 – 4 March 1837 .
. John C. Calhoun September 14, 1836 – 4 March 1841
Andrew Jackson 4 March 1837 – 8 June 1845 .
. Richard Mentor Johnson 4 March 1841 – 19 November 1850
John Quincy Adams 8 June 1845 – 23 February 1848 .
Martin Van Buren 23 February 1848 – 24 July 1862 .
. Martin Van Buren 19 November 1850 – 24 July 1862
James Buchanan 24 July 1862 – 1 June 1868 . George Dallas 24 July 1862 – 31 December 1864
. Millard Fillmore 31 December 1864 – 8 March 1874
Millard Fillmore 1 June 1868 – 8 March 1874 .
Andrew Johnson . 8 March 1874 – 31 July 1875
No living ex-Presidents 31 July 1875 – 4 March 1877 . Hannibal Hamlin 31 July 1875 – 4 July 1891
Ulysses S. Grant 4 March 1877 – 23 July 1885 .
Rutherford B. Hayes 23 July 1885 – 17 January 1893 .
. No living ex-Veeps 4 July 1891 – 4 March 1893
Grover Cleveland 17 January 1893 – 4 March 1893 .
Benjamin Harrison 4 March 1893 – 13 March 1901 . Levi P. Morton 4 March 1893 – 16 May 1920
Grover Cleveland 13 March 1901 – 24 June 1908 .
No living ex-Presidents 24 June 1908 – 4 March 1909 .
Theodore Roosevelt 4 March 1909 – 4 March 1913 .
William Howard Taft 4 March 1913 ​– 4 March 1921 .
. No living ex-Veeps 16 May 1920 – 4 March 1921
Woodrow Wilson 4 March 1921 – 3 February 1924 . Thomas R. Marshall 4 March 1921 – 1 June 1925
William Howard Taft 3 February 1924 – 8 March 1930 .
. Calvin Coolidge 1 June 1925 – 4 March 1929
. Charles G. Dawes 4 March 19294 March 1933
Calvin Coolidge 8 March 1930 – 5 January 1933 .
No living ex-Presidents 5 January 1933 – 4 March 1933 .
Herbert Hoover 4 March 1933 – 20 October 1964 . Charles Curtis 4 March 1933 – 8 February 1936
. Charles G. Dawes 8 February 1936 – 23 April 1951
. John Nance Garner 23 April 1951 – 7 November 1967
Harry S. Truman 20 October 1964 – 26 December 1972 .
. Harry S. Truman 7 November 1967 – 26 December 1972
Lyndon B. Johnson . 26 December 1972 – 22 January 1973
No living ex-Presidents 22 January 1973 – 9 August 1974 . Hubert Humphrey 22 January 1973 – 20 January 1977
Richard Nixon 9 August 197420 January 1989 .
. Nelson Rockefeller 20 January 1977 – 26 January 1979
. Richard Nixon 26 January 1979 – 22 April 1994
Ronald Reagan 20 January 1989 – 5 June 2004 .
. Gerald Ford 22 April 1994 – 26 December 2006
Gerald Ford 5 June 2004 – 26 December 2006 .
George H. W. Bush . 26 December 2006 – 30 November 2018
Jimmy Carter Since 30 November 2018 . Walter Mondale Since 30 November 2018
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Arthur C. Clarke Award shortlist – Goodreads/LibraryThing stats

The Clarke Award shortlist is out. Although (as I well know) it's a juried award, the leader on this table has won the award four years out of the last six. (2019, 2017, 2015 and 2014, but not 2018 or 2016.)

Goodreads LibraryThing
owners av rating owners av rating
A Memory Called Empire, by Arkady Martine 52359 4.17 564 4.11
The City in the Middle of the Night, by Charlie Jane Anders 41307 3.56 481 3.77
The Old Drift, Namwali Serpell 24802 3.76 227 3.61
The Light Brigade, Kameron Hurley 19034 3.97 265 3.86
The Last Astronaut, David Wellington 6044 3.6 72 3.63
Cage of Souls, Adrian Tchaikovsky 5761 4.12 64 4

A clear leader in all four columns… (Also my personal favourite, of the three I have read.)

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Thursday reading

Current
The Complete Secret Army: An Unofficial and Unauthorised Guide to the Classic TV Drama Series by Andy Priestner
Our Mutual Friend, by Charles Dickens
The Wicked + The Divine vol 4: Rising Action, by Kieron Gillen etc
The Master and Margarita, by Mikhail Afanasevich Bulgakov
Dreaming In Smoke, by Tricia Sullivan

Last books finished
The Ode Less Travelled: Unlocking the Poet Within, by Stephen Fry
Modern China: A Very Short Introduction, by Rana Mitter
Heaven's War by David S Goyer and Michael Cassutt (did not finish)
The Ghost of Lily Painter by Caitlin Davies
Laatste schooldag, by Jan Siebelink (did not finish)
From A Clear Blue Sky, by Timothy Knatchbull

Next books
De dag waarop de bus zonder haar vertrok, by Beka
The Overstory, by Richard Powers

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November 2006 books

As previously mentioned, we started the month with a half-term break at my sister's in Burgundy. Cluny is a remarkable town with a ruined abbey which dominates the urban landscape.

I moved my personal website to http://www.nicholaswhyte.info – I should start updating it a bit more often… I also visited London for orientation with the new job, and drove to the depths of the Ardennes for my last Crisis Group retreat. We got reports out on Serbia, Kosovo and Georgia, as my time with the organisation wound down.

The month ended dramatically. I had a work trip to Berlin which included, rather unusually, a meeting in the Defence Ministry (normally I end up farther east, between the Bundestag/Kanzleramt and foreign ministry). On my way out I asked the silver-haired colonel who I was meeting about the building's history. He told me that it had originally been the headquarters of the German Navy from 1911, and was then the territorial army headquarters; and then became the centre of resistance to Hitler within the armed forces, in particular under Claus von Stauffenberg. "So after 20 July 1944, von Stauffenberg was shot in one of the courtyards," indicating which one with a nod.

That wasn't the really dramatic part. The really dramatic part was after I landed back in Brussels on an early morning flight and started driving the family car to the office. As I went through the Montgomery tunnel, I felt a sudden KCHUNK, and the car coasted to a halt on the uphill stretch. Phone calls to Touring, long wait while traffic pooled around me in one of the prime choke-points of Brussels suburbia, finally the Touring guy arrived and towed me to a nearby layby, more long wait while he fiddled with the distributor cap before shaking his head in bafflement and calling a pickup truck, more long wait for the pickup truck, which then couldn't find the garage, probably because its driver was too busy talking to his girlfriend on his mobile phone to look for it properly, and eventually walked from the garage to my office with all my luggage from Berlin. The garage looked at the car for a few days and then confirmed that fixing it would cost more than we had paid for it, so since then I have largely commuted to Brussels by public transport.

In my office, my Macedonian intern E was doing handover to her successor, Belgian S. E now works for the European Commission, a few blocks from my current workplace, at least in normal times. S now lives in Geneva, where he married a Quebecoise; their children's French must be very interesting to hear. Here's a picture of the three of us at a conference in the European Parliament where I was speaking that week, E on the left, S on the right and me sitting down. (And a bearded chap, who I don't recognise, talking to us.)

I managed to read 27 books in November 2006, more than half of which were short Doctor Who books, mostly by Ian Marter.

November 2006 books

Non-fiction 9 (YTD 62)
The Breaking of Nations: Order and Chaos in the Twenty-First Century, by Robert Cooper
A Bachelor's London: Memories of the Day before Yesterday, 1889-1914, by Frederic Whyte
An International Relations Debacle: The UN Secretary-General's Mission of Good Offices in Cyprus 1999-2004, by Claire Palley (did not finish)
Disaccord on Cyprus: The UN Plan and after, by Clement Dodd
Everything is about Cyprus, by Hasan Erçakica

Skeletons on the Zahara, by Dean King
Western Sahara: The Roots of a Desert War, by Tony Hodges
Endgame in the Western Sahara, by Toby Shelley
Western Sahara: Anatomy of a Stalemate, by Erik Jensen

SF 3 (YTD 65)
Fantasy: The Best of the Year, 2006 edition, edited by Rich Horton
Science Fiction: The Best of the Year, 2006 edition, edited by Rich Horton

A Game of Thrones, by George R.R. Martin

Doctor Who 14 (YTD 26)
The Clockwise Man, by Justin Richards
The Monsters Inside, by Stephen Cole

Doctor Who and the Ark in Space, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who and the Sontaran Experiment, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who and the Ribos Operation, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who and the Enemy of the World, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who – Earthshock, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who – The Dominators, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who – The Invasion, by Ian Marter
Harry Sullivan's War, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who – The Reign of Terror, by Ian Marter
Doctor Who – The Rescue, by Ian Marter

Evolution, by John Peel
The Stealers of Dreams, by Steve Lyons

Comics 1 (2006 total 6)
Preacher: Until the End of the World, by Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon

6,000 pages (YTD 54,200)
1/27 (YTD 30/187) by a woman
None (YTD 8/187) by PoC

Robert Cooper's The Breaking of Nations was the best of these; you can get it here. Close behind is Skeletons on the Zahara, a tale of shipwrecked sailors sold into slavery; you can get it here. Claire Palley's book on Cyprus is awful, but you can get it here. (I didn't pay for it – a friend had been gifted a copy and passed it on to me.)


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Ninety days on from lockdown

Lockdown is not quite over yet, but we are a lot closer to normal now. I have been keeping an anxious eye on the daily numbers of COVID-19 cases in hospital, those in ICUs and fatalities, and all are now down to pre-lockdown levels. The Belgian government has stopped its daily press conferences and will do a weekly update instead. We are lucky – the numbers are now grimly rising in Brazil, Mexico, Peru, Chile, Colombia, India and Pakistan (and Iran seems to be having a second wave) – not to mention the continuing horror in the United States.

The restaurants opened a week ago and I went for lunch with a colleague:

The Belgian prime minister bilingually posted about her own meal with her (Australian) husband. (More than one of my colleagues looked at the tweet and said they knew the restaurant – I have eaten there too, but only outside which is why I didn’t recognise it!)

Back on 7 April I did a videoblog about our village, ending with the hope that I would sometime soon be able to enjoy a beer at the nearest pub:

Well, last night was the night it happened at last:

(Note very young fellow customer in the background.)

Friday will be B’s birthday, and we will go and see her for the first time since the lockdown. U will have to wait a bit longer, unfortunately, given her needs and the logistics of continuing restrictions. But the trajectory is upwards.

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Laatste Schooldag, by Jan Siebelink

Another lovely sunny weekend day of reading in the garden, another book that I've given up on. I did get as far as the third in this collection of short stories, but none of the first three really engaged me so I'm leaving the rest. The second paragraph of the third story, "Een evenwichtig bestaan" ("A balanced existence"), is:

Een jaar geleden solliciteerde Ernst Greve, net afgestudeerd aan de universiteit van Leiden, naar de betrekking van docent Nederlands aan het Willem de Zwijger College te E. A year ago, Ernst Greve, just graduated from the University of Leiden, applied for the position of Dutch teacher at William the Silent College in E.

The stories are all set among the staff of William the Silent College in a medium-size Dutch town identified only as E. I think they may have been meant to be comedies of manners, but I did not get the humour, and I expected more recurring characters in a series of stories set in what isn't such a big school. You can get it here. Siebelink is quite a well-known Dutch writer – his best known book, Knielen op een bed violen (Kneeling on a Bed of Violets) has been translated into English – but I think I'll give it a miss.

This was top of my unread books acquired in 2013, and the non-genre fiction book that had lingered longest on my unread shelves. Next on the first of those piles is Tim Dolin's biography of George Eliot, next on the second is The Inside of the Cup by the other Winston Churchill – but the latter will have to wait until I have finished all the books I acquired in 2013. (Which I'm getting through pretty briskly.)

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Heaven’s War, by David S. Goyer and Michael Cassutt

For once, I'm not citing the second paragraph of the third chapter, because I did not get that far. It turns out to be the second book in a series where I have not read the first, and the action is so tightly connected to the previous volume that I could not make head nor tail of it, and gave up after only 16 pages. For what it's worth, the characters seemed to me to be behaving very oddly, but I was not interested enough to keep reading and find out why.

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October 2006 books

The major personal developments for me in October 2006 were breaking the news of my imminent job change to colleagues and friends, and also finding a daycare place for B, whose behaviour was becoming too difficult for her special school to cope with. We had some diversion also at work when it was rumoured that we might get the 2006 Nobel Peace Prize. (We didn't.) My foreign trips were a rather weird one-day trip to Ankara, Turkey, (the only time I have been there); a much less weird conference in Chişinău, Moldova; and a half-term visit to my sister in Burgundy at the end of the month, taking in the Eiffel Tower en route (inspired by Barnaby Bear). Here's the view from the top (well, as far as we could get), with F (aged 7) practicing to be a teenager.

Sadly this was also the month that we lost David Stewart, of Irish sf fandom.

As well as enjoying I, Claudius and the first episodes of Torchwood, I did read a few books.

Non-fiction 3 (YTD 53)
Confessions, by St Augustine
Charlotte Brontë's Promised Land, by Eric Ruijssenaars
A Wayfarer in Sweden, by Frederic Whyte

Non-genre 4 (YTD 28)
Villette, by Charlotte Brontë
The Color Purple, by Alice Walker
The File on H, by Ismail Kadarë
One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich, by Alexander Solzhenitsyn

SF 8 (YTD 62)
The Syſtem of the World, by Neal Stephenſon
The Lovely Bones, by Alice Sebold
Star Songs of an Old Primate, by James Tiptree Jr
Nine Princes in Amber, by Roger Zelazny
The Guns of Avalon, by Roger Zelazny
Sign of the Unicorn, by Roger Zelazny
The Hand of Oberon, by Roger Zelazny
The Courts of Chaos, by Roger Zelazny

Doctor Who 1 (YTD 12)
The Scales of Injustice, by Gary Russell

5,100 pages (YTD 48,200)
4/16 (YTD 29/160) by women
1/16 (YTD 8/160) by PoC

My own all-time favourite of my reviews was my write-up of The Syſtem of the World, by Neal Stephenſon.

The best book of the month was Ismail Kadarë's Albanian tale The File on H, which you can get here (I enjoyed it a lot more than the most recent book I read by the same author). And the first Chronicles of Amber remain a guilty pleasure; you can get them in a single volume here. I thought The Lovely Bones was an awful book, but you can get it here if you want.

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The Imperial enclave at Ormendaal

We're no longer locked down as firmly as we were, but I'm still making occasional videos about our area. Here, I go in search of a lost enclave of Imperial territory, just across the Dyle from our village. And I meet some cows.

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Thursday reading

Current
The Complete Secret Army: An Unofficial and Unauthorised Guide to the Classic TV Drama Series by Andy Priestner
Our Mutual Friend, by Charles Dickens
The Ode Less Travelled: Unlocking the Poet Within, by Stephen Fry
The Ghost of Lily Painter by Caitlin Davies
Modern China: A Very Short Introduction, by Rana Mitter
The Wicked + The Divine vol 4: Rising Action, by Kieron Gillen etc

Last books finished
The Wicked + The Divine vol 2: Fandemonium, by Kieron Gillen etc
The Beiderbecke Affair, by William Gallagher
The Queen's Agent: Sir Francis Walsingham and the Rise of Espionage in Elizabethan England, by John Cooper
The Wicked + The Divine vol 3: Commercial Suicide, by Kieron Gillen etc

Next books
Yugoslavia's Implosion: The Fatal Attraction of Serbian Nationalism, by Sonja Biserko
Heaven's War by David S Goyer

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The Tiger’s Wife, by Tea Obreht

Second paragraph of third chapter:

Months later, long after the forty days were over, when I had already begun to piece things together, I would still go to sleep hoping that he would find his way into my dreams and tell me something important. I was always disappointed, of course, be-cause even when I did dream of him, he would inevitably be sitting in an armchair we didn't own, in a room I didn't recognize, and he would say things like, Bring me the newspaper, I'm hungry, and I would know, even in my sleep, that it didn't mean a fucking thing. But that night, I hadn't learned to think of him as dead yet, hadn't processed news that seemed too distant to belong to me, not even when I tried to bring it closer by thinking of his absence from our house.

This popped up on my reading list as the best-known book set in Serbia on both LibraryThing and Goodreads. It's a magical realist book, set between the present-ish day and the youth of the narrator's grandfather. There is a strong fantasy element with a character who appears to be immortal and keeps on popping into the narrative. I didn't really think it was all that brilliant. There are some arresting images, but most of them are rather brutal, and at the end of the book the narrator has explored her past a bit but isn't really much the wiser for it. Anyway, you can get it here.

This was my top unread book by a woman, and my top unread sff book (giving it a pass for the immortal character and the general magical realism air). Next on both lists is Tooth and Claw, by Jo Walton.

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The Nightmare Stacks, by Charles Stross

Second paragraph of third chapter:

I'm a mathematician with an interest in higher-dimensional topological deformations, and a recent career track that includes designing visualization systems for directed exploration of stochastic market movements with application to the Black-Scholes model—a weaponized banker, in other words. I have zero training or understanding of architecture, facilities management, structural engineering, or logistics. So I'm somewhat puzzled that Management have shoved me out here with Pete (who, as a vicar, is just as unqualified as I am) to tramp around various decaying crown estate assets in West Yorkshire and pronounce on their fitness for refurbishment for various missions that I am not yet cleared to know about.

One of the Laundry Files novels, in which the protagonist is one of the vampires introduced in The Rhesus Chart, working for The Laundry, the secret British government agency set up to prevent supernatural incursions. Our hero discovers an incursion into our world from a parallel universe whose people have mastered magic; there is lots of fun with tropes from elvish lore (and some nods to vampire culture too), but also the horrific and sanguinary consequences of a breach between the dimensions are made very clear. The action takes place in Leeds, the author's home town, which is very well depicted; I'm struggling to think of other sf set there, though as it happens I've just been rewatching The Beiderbecke Affair, which might count as fantasy in some ways. Great fun, and you can get it here.

This was my top unread book acquired in 2017. Next on that pile is East West Street, by Philippe Sands.

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A Border Too Far: The Ilemi Triangle Yesterday and Today, by Philip Winter

After I wrote up his book abut the Inter-Congolese Dialogue, Philip Winter was kind enough to send me a much shorter publication of his, which you can get here courtesy of the University of Durham. The second paragraph of the third chapter is:

The victory over the Mahdist forces of the Khalifa at the Battle of Omdurman led to the establishment of a hybrid form of rule over the Sudan for the next 56 years and the establishment of the borders of the country as they were until 2011. This odd creation needs to be understood because its boundaries could not be set or changed by one imperial power alone, in this case Great Britain, but, in principle at least, had to receive the consent of the other “Codominus”, in this case Egypt.

The Ilemi Triangle is a territory of 10-14,000 km² (so roughly the size of Flanders, Connecticut, Lebanon, Jamaica or Montenegro) whose borders with Kenya, Ethiopia and South Sudan (previously Sudan) have never been properly defined. Ethiopia does not claim it as sovereign territory, but both South Sudan and Kenya do. It is not very clear how many people live there. Kenya counts it as part of Turkana County, and South Sudan counts it as Eastern Equatoria State, both of which have a population density of roughly 13 per km², so probably there are 100-150,000 inhabitants given that there are no towns of any real size. In any case they are mostly transient pastoralists. Google Maps knows of four settlements in the area, Lokomarinyang, Kibish, Napak and Kokuro; going by the satellite pictures, none of them has a permanent population very far into three figures.

Philip Winter looks at the history of how this particular territory fell through the cracks of cartography. It's a narrative interwoven with personal reflection; here's a representative footnote:

Writing in 1975 [Sudanese scholar Faisal Abdel Rahman Ali Taha] suggests that Mt. Tomadur, a mountain on the Sudan-Ethiopia border some 40km north east of Mt. Naita is the northernmost point of the Triangle. The author climbed this mountain in 1998 and found no sign of any presence of any government whatsoever, Sudanese, Kenyan or Ethiopian, no trig point and no beacon. When the author climbed Mt. Naita some two years later, there was also no trace of any previous visits by anyone at all, let alone of any beacon or a marker.

Fundamentally, it was too far away to be of much concern to the heads of government in Nairobi, Khartoum, Juba or Addis Ababa, all of which had other more pressing problems to deal with, both internally and in terms of their mutual relationships. South Sudan still claims the entire territory de jure, but de facto Kenya has a monopoly on the legitimate use of force (though this could easily be contested by either neighbour, and has been on occasion). Philip Winter chronicles a list of border resolution processes over the decades which simply failed to reach a decision. Both Juba and Nairobi are committed in theory to coming to an agreement, but pressure of other business has prevented this from happening.

There is, of course, an sfnal connection; in the Marvel Universe, the Ilemi Triangle is the location of the kingdom of Wakandsa, ruled by T'Challa, better known as Black Panther. Frankly, it does sound like one of the few places on earth where you could hide a high-tech civilisation without anyone much noticing.

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