My 2013 on Facebook

Facebook is loathsomely opaque when it comes to retrieving information about any discussions you've been involved with. But they are featuring a "Year in Review" app which delivers supposedly your 20 top posts from 2013, mine being as follows:

The official White House reply to a petition to build the Death Star.
(21 January; 23 likes, 2 comments, 6 shares)

Danijela's birthday
(22 January; 32 likes, 7 comments)

"Under a car park?"
(4 February; 62 likes, 5 comments, 41 shares)

My pictures from Gallifrey One
(21 February; 14 likes, 10 comments)

The illuminated Atomium
(9 March; 30 likes, 2 comments, 1 share)

Being Clement Attlee
(17 April; 21 likes, 11 comments)

Vintage Dutch safety posters
(10 May; 14 likes, 4 comments, 3 shares)

Combined joy
(18 May; 20 likes, 1 comment)

GRRM vs JKR
(3 June; 16 likes, 7 comments, 4 shares)

William Marshall, Earl of Pembroke
(28 June; 15 likes, 8 comments)

"the Croats have us by the throat"
(2 July; 12 likes, 2 comments, 2 shares)

South Sudan [in happier times]
(9 July; 32 likes, 2 comments)

Office drinks
(23 July; 22 likes, 6 comments)

Miley Cyrus
(27 August; 11 likes, 7 comments)

Tom Baker's biggest memory of Doctor Who
(14 November; 40 likes, 1 comment, 6 shares – this was a much bigger hit on Twitter)

My son and I appear in the Five(ish) Doctors
(24 November; 44 likes, 12 comments)

Berlaymont flags at half-mast for Mandela
(6 December; 46 likes, 3 comments)

My Christmas present
(24 December; 48 likes, 16 comments)

Happy Christmas!
(25 December; 84 likes, 3 comments)

Family portrait
(25 December; 209 likes, 38 comments)

The algorithm doesn't seem to include the last 24 hours' worth of posts; I've had an extraordinary viral success overnight with a snapshot of a New Statesman article about the Daily Mail which I found on Twitter and uploaded to Facebook – it has now been shared 111 times, apparently, but only 11 of those are by people I know (one of whom, admittedly, is an MEP). Also 53 likes (which is more than all but three of the above) and 10 comments. I would of course prefer if Facebook would give me access to my own data so I could crunch it to my own satisfaction. This is what will doom them in the end. I hope.

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My most commented posts of 2013 (aka the slow death of Livejournal)

Well, the slow death of lj appears to have accelerated this year. I admit I am conscious myself of posting less – work has had its intense moments, Facebook and Twitter are becoming preferred channels for my stray political and literary thoughts, but more importantly, a lot of my spare time which I would previously have spent blogging has been taken up by Loncon 3, the 2014 Worldcon next August. (Have you signed up? Hotel bookings open on 2 January!)

Setting the bar far lower than I have ever done before, 23 posts got 10 or more comments, more than a third of them in April, and only six from the second half of the year. (Compare 37 with 12 or more last year, 26 with 12 or more the year before, and far higher counts in 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006, and 2005.) They were, in chronological order:

31 December [2012]: What should I read in 2013? – 33 comments
6 January: A Euro Coins meme – 25 comments
9 February: January Books 11) Neverwhere, by Neil Gaiman – 18 comments
23 March: The Oscar poll – 41 comments
1 April: Not an April Fool: distancing myself from the Lib Dems – 14 comments
5 April: 2013 is the first of a sphenic triplet – 10 comments
14 April: April Books 6) Swallows and Amazons, by Arthur Ransome – 10 comments
21 April: This won’t do: all-male conferences – 19 comments
22 April: Books of 1963, 1913, 1863 and 1813 – 24 comments
24 April: Yet another pronunciation quiz [Kiribati] – 12 comments
26 April: 26 April – 12 comments
30 April: April Books 18) 1632, by Eric Flint – 12 comments
30 April: Congrats to the new Executive Producer of Doctor Who – 10 comments
2 May: Perry Rhodan – 10 comments
10 May: Data point [flu jab] – 11 comments
12 May: The Brussels dialect of English – 13 comments
23 May: Georgian restaurant in London – 14 comments
11 June: How to find missing historical documents [the missing census] – 10 comments
26 July: Links I found interesting for 26-07-2013 [royal baby names] – 10 comments
10 August: 50 SF Novels That Everyone Should Read – 16 comments
24 September: 50 years of Who: 1963 – 11 comments
4 October: [locked post about a politician] – 10 comments
24 November: Links I found interesting for 24-11-2013 [review roundup for Day of the Doctor] – 11 comments
24 November: The Doctor Who anniversary weekend – 14 comments

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December Books 19) Information is Beautiful, by David McCandless

First of my Christmas books, a nice present from , compiling David McCandless’s personal favourites from the infographics he has posted at http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/ which I have glanced at from time to time in the past, and will now start reading more regularly.

Oddly enough I found myself less interested in the political graphs than in his desperate attempts to make sense of psychobabble and cooking – here’s one for instance mapping what flavours go with what main dishes. I also felt that he gave a bit too much weight (ie any at all) to the climate deniers in a couple of compare and contrast graphs. But the futurology ones are all very interesting. The other problem – which is hardly McCandless’s fault, but is imposed by the format – is that the graphs are all static. If you want nifty moving graphics of the future (and immediate past) of our world, you need to talk to Hans Rosling over at Gapminder.

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December Books 18) Tardis Eruditorum vol 4: Tom Baker and the Hinchcliffe Years, by Philip Sandifer

Latest output from the prolific Sandifer’s blog, with a few extra essays and updates included. This is of course my favourite era of Old Who, the run from Robot to Talons of Weng-Chiang, and so I read the book with more than the usual degree of interest (also looking to see if my brother is quoted again – he is, in the essay on Brain of Morbius but talking about Terror of the Zygons).

As usual I found myself nodding in satisfied agreement 90% of the time and blinking in surprise 10% of the time. Sandifer’s deconstruction of The Android Invasion, for example, is brutal; his defence of Planet of Evil a little surprising. Almost fifty pages out of 320 total are devoted to a single story – but The Deadly Assassin was my favourite Old Who story anyweay, and Sandfer convinces that there is far more going on within those 100 minutes than I had realised (and also makes it seem pretty obvious in retrospect). I also very much liked the “Time Can Be Rewritten” entries on spinoff books (Managra, System Shock, Asylum, Corpse Marker and Eye of Heaven), all of which I had read and most of which I enjoyed. And the penultimate piece on The Valley of Death, a Big Finish “lost adventure” by Hinchcliffe, points out some general problems with the era as a whole. Basically this series – in the definitive ebook / print version – joins About Time as key material for the inquiring Whovian.

(Sandifer is currently offering discounts on all his e-books, including the first four Tardis Eruditorum volumes, valid until 1 January.)

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December Books 17) The Father Christmas Letters, by J.R.R. Tolkien

This will never be more than minor Tolkieniana for the completist, but it is awfully pleasing to see how what started as just a couple of short notes to the oldest Tolkien children in 1920 had turned into heavily illustrated stories about the adventures of the North Polar Bear and battles against the evil goblins by the time the youngest of the family had grown out of them in 1942. John Rateliff has pointed out the considerable amount of imaginative cross-fertilization between some of the later and the Hobbit, which was being written at the same time. Tolkien can hardly have imagined that future scholars would pore over his Christmas fun in such detail.

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December Books 16) Le Chat du Rabbin tome 1, by Joann Sfar

This is the first of two volumes compiling Sfar's graphic fiction stories about the Rabbi's Cat, set in pre-independence Algeria, in the local cultural tradition that gave us Jacques Derrida and Bernard-Henri Lévy. The cat (who is the narrator) learns to talk in the very first pages by eating the rabbi's parrot, and becomes a commentator on his human family and their friends, partly naïf, partly satirical, and the plot weaves between actual experience and fantasy rather pleasingly. The precarious social position of the Algerian Jewish community is very sympathetically portrayed; I felt Sfarr went a bit off the boil in the last story, when the Rabbi and his cat go to visit the son-in-law in Paris, where the Rabbi's very understandable alienation became a bit Orientalist, but I have the second volume (in English this time) on my shelves and look forward to reading it.

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Links I found interesting for 28-12-2013

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December Books 15) The Truth Commissioner, by David Park

When this book was published in 2008, it must have seemed safely theoretical: the idea of a truth and reconciliation commission for Northern Ireland had never found much favour with any of the political decision-makers, and there was no reason to think it would change. Now, I understand that the creation of some such mechanism is actually one of the crunch points in the current political negotiations led by Richard Haass, so David Park's somewhat sideways look at the Troubles is going to hit closer to home than he perhaps expected.

I'm going to be personal about this. The one person who is most responsible for this change of circumstance is Ann Travers, whose sister Mary was shot dead by he IRA one Sunday morning in 1984 as she and her father, a magistrate, were leaving church (he was badly wounded in the attack, but survived, and died exactly four years ago today). During the Troubles, both Republican and Loyalist terrorists would occasionally target their victims at church, which tended to provoke more than the usual amount of revulsion from anyone with any ounce of humanity. The Travers attack was more than usually upsetting for my own social group, because they were Catholics, and had been at Mass at the ultra-respectable St Brigid's on Derryvolgie Avenue; and for us middle-class South Belfast Catholics, the shooting made it very clear that the IRA were not on our side. Mary Travers, who was training to be a teacher, had done a student placement in my school. Her brother later became a friend of mine at Cambridge. The parish priest, Ambrose Macaulay, was a friend of my parents. As it happened I attended Mass at St Brigid's precisely a week after the shooting, one of the tensest religious ceremonies I can ever remember participating in (I can't remember why I was there, normally we were either Derriaghy or Aghaderg). If our own supposed side were happy to take pot-shots at the most successful members of the community, not caring about destroying other family members, where the hell did that leave us with regard to the Loyalists or the British? Lots of people had it worse than we did during the Troubles; but none of us had it easy.

Anyway, the clock moves on; and the only person convicted of involvement in the Travers shooting (not one of the gunmen, but a female accomplice) was appointed by Sinn Féin to a particular political patronage position in 2011 after the last Assembly election. There followed a very raw political controversy, led by Ann Travers, with the immediate result that new legislation was passed to prevent people with terrorist convictions getting that sort of job; and the net result has been to make unviable the pacto de olvido approach which had hitherto seemed dominant (this of course at a time when the original pacto de olvido is also fraying). Combined with the dispute over how often particular flags should fly over Belfast City Hall, we have the current Haass process, which apparently will recommend setting up a new Independent Commission for the Recovery/Retrieval of Information, rather similar to the Truth Commission of David Park's novel. So what seemed a slightly stretched political fantasy when published almost six years ago turns out to be oddly prophetic.

Having made that lengthy excursion, the book is quite engaging in a masculine sort of way – there are four alternating viewpoint characters, the two IRA men who shot a young informer many years ago, the informer's police handler, and the titular Commissioner who is drawn into this particular story by his own complex family dynamics. I found a number of details a bit jarring, particularly with regard to the internationally appointed commissioner himself (I guess that's a realm I move in more than the author does), but it's a fine character study of four men coming to terms with the damage they have done to themselves, to each other, to the women in their lives and to the long-ago victim. There are no winners, and perhaps that is the moral.

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December Books 14) The Men Who Sold The World, by Guy Adams

As with last month’s Torchwood book, this is another pre-Miracle Day story which features very few of the previous regular Torchwood team, but instead has Rex Matheson, CIA agent, getting swept up in mysterious goings on which are related to Torchwood and the post-Children of Earth cleanup. The villain is a splendidly spooky character, Mr Wynter, whose extensive powers are matched by a need which must be satisfied. There is an excellent set of forking time lines at the end – in a way that TV WHo never quite manages to pull off. A decent novel on the fringes of the Torchwood universe which feeds into and slightly reinforces Miracle Day.

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Links I found interesting for 24-12-2013

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My year on Twitter, by @nwbrux

A picture is worth a thousand words, or at least can graph the impact of 2,845 tweets since my last roundup on 15 December last year.

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Basically my Tom Baker tweet of five weeks ago has broken all records, with 1,074 retweets and perhaps over 600,000 impressions directly, plus an unknown number (maybe 20% more, maybe 40%) who picked it up and modified it.

As I said at the time, my only regret was not giving more prominence to the source. It's difficult to imagine that I will equal that level of virality again any time soon.

Up till then, my most retweeted tweet of all time was this one, a mere 92 retweets which still eclipsed my previous record of 33:

Not quite so many retweets for this one a couple of weeks later (86 rather than 92), but slightly better eyeball numbers (about 100,000 rather than 40,000, thanks largely to Charles Stross and Nick Harkaway) for a tribute to a favourite author:

The Tom Baker tweet got 43 direct replies, which is another record. Two other tweets managed 7, one a completely inaccurate prediction about the Mid Ulster by-election, and one where the replies may look like an irrelevant trolling of a Foursquare checkin with commentary about Somali politics, but it's actually a fair cop as I was at the cafe for a public meeting about Somali politics. Seven was also the previous year's record.

I am up from 1,296 followers on 15 December last year to 1,625 today.

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Links I found interesting for 23-12-2013

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December Books 13) The Popinjay, by Iona McGregor

Five and a half years ago I was reminded of this book’s existence by , and as I was recovering from jetlag at her place last weekend, she kindly lent it to me and I zoomed through it as I lay on her spare bed. I have to confess that I still would have difficulty placing the 1547-48 siege of St Andrews in the wider narrative of Scottish history; but I guess McGregor’s evocation of a town pushed beyond breaking point by a religious conflict must have chimed with me as a teenager in Belfast, and I found it just as good today. In particular, she doesn’t allow either side a monopoly of good or evil; the leaders of both Protestants and Catholics are more likely to be evil and indeed arrogant, but there’s plenty of viciousness at lower levels as well. The core of the story is the path to maturity of the young hero, a Bildungsroman played out in times of civil war. I don’t think I ever read any other books by McGregor but now I wish I had.

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December Books 12) Looking for Jake and other stories, by China Miéville

I’ve read most of Miéville’s novels, but hadn’t come across much of his short fiction except insofar as it has been nominated for various awards. This was a good set of stories, mostly leaning towards horror, mostly set in contemporary London (one set in New Crobuzon). There’s a lot of very effective writing and scene-setting – I particularly liked the short story told through correspondence and diary entries about a wandering street. Nothing that quite grabbed me by the throat, but all very pleasing.

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December Books 11) City of the Dead, by Lloyd Rose

I’d read this Eighth Doctor Adventure five years ago, before starting my systematic read-through of the sequence, and enjoyed it well enough as effectively a standalone novel; I liked it even more as part of the series, having got to know companions Fitz and Anji rather better over the last few months of reading. In particular, the intense description of New Orleans as a setting really does stand out as an exceptionally good evocation of place. Good to return to it.

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B’í Oíche Nollaig í ’s mé caochta óltach…

B’í Oíche Nollaig í
’S mé caochta óltach,
Dúirt seanfhear ’n aice liom,
Sí mo Nollaig dheireanach í.
’Sin thosaigh sé gabháil linn,
An ‘Rare Old Mountain Dew’
Chrom mé mo cheann go ciúin
’S mé cuimhniú ortsa.

Nach orm a bhí an t-ádh
Tháinig sí isteach go breá
Airím istigh i mo chroí
Gur linn an bhliain seo romhainn
Ó Nollaig Shona dhuit,
Is tú mo Stóirín
Feabhsóidh rudaí fós
Amach romhainn atá sé

’S gear le bear iad na cairr
’S na habhainn lán le h-ór
Ach tá gáimh ghéar sa ngaoth
Ní haon áit í gan glór
Nuair a thóg tú mo lámh
ar ár gcead Nollaig riamh
Gheall tú dhom Broadway
a bheith romham ins an tSl

Bhí tú dathúil
Tá tú meabhrach
Banríon Nua Eabhrach
Ní raibh críoch leis an scléip
Bhí an chraic’s spraoi thar barr

‘Sinatra’ ag swingeáil
Na cloig ’s iad ag ’ringeáil,
Muid ag pógadh ’s ag damhnsa
Gan imní faoin saol

Cóir an NYPD ’s iad ag casagh ‘Galway Bay’,
’S na cloig ag bualadh leo
Lá breith Mac Dé.

Fear déirce gan rath
A shean stróinse gan mhaith
I do chrap ansin thall mar bheadh cailleach sa gclúid
A Sclíteach, a Chonúis,
’Chacsmuitín an donais
Nollaig Shona mo thóin
Faraoir gan é thart.

Cóir an NYPD ’s iad ag casadh ‘Galway Bay’,
’S na cloig ag bualadh leo
Lá breith Mac Dé.

Bhí saol breá romhamsa
Nach breá an scéal agat é
Sciob tú mo bhrionglóid uaim
An chéad uair a chas mé ort
Tá siad agam i gconaí, a stór
I dtaisce i mo chroí
Na fág me ‘nois a mhnaoi
’S tú bun’s barr mo shaoilsa

’S cóir an NYPD ’s iad ag casadh ‘Galway Bay’
’S na cloig ag bualadh leo
Lá breith Mac Dé

It was Christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me:
won't see another one
And then they sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I´ve got a feeling
This year´s for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
on a cold Christmas eve
You promised me Broadway
was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
they yelled out for more

Sinatra was swinging
all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
for Christmas Day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk
You´re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas Day.

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can´t make it out alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day.

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Links I found interesting for 17-12-2013

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December Books 10) Animate Europe! (responsible editor Hans H. Stein)

At the start of this year I met Hans Stein at a pub get-together, and we got talking about Brussels, politics and comics, which are three enthusiasms which as it turned out we shared, though they are surprisingly rarely combined. He told me proudly that he had managed to organise an international competition for people to write comic strips about the spirit of Europe – with a prize, and everything; we made sure to stay in touch.

And two weeks ago he announced the award, at a very nice reception at the Comic Strip Museum, along with this rather nice book including the winner and four other finalists (five, I suppose, because one entry is by two brothers). The winning entry is a pleasingly surreal tale by Hamburg-based artist Marco Tabilio of Erasmus and a talking seal having postmodern adventures in the belly of a whale. The judges made the right decision; the other stories are all OK (perhaps I woudn’t have included the second of the five) but this is the best of them.

If Hans’s party had managed a little more than 100,000 extra votes out of 44 million in September’s election, he would now be a member of the Bundestag; but as it is he remains in Brussels. Berlin’s loss is our gain.

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December Books 9) The Wise Man’s Fear, by Patrick Rothfuss

I don’t think of myself as someone who likes the big fantasy trilogy, having bounced off several of the more celebrated examples recently; but I really loved this as much as I loved the first volume, perhaps even a little more. Our hero, excluded from university studies because his brilliance makes him the object of supernaturally expressed jealousy, wanders off to find several different sets of adventures which would each be worth a novel in themselves, as courtier, mercenary, lover of the fae and initiate of a warrior cult; and gets back to find that the plot still needs to be resolved. Meanwhile the framing narrative gets a bit darker as well. Excellent stuff, and I will be among those getting the third volume the day it is published.

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December Books 8) Death and Diplomacy, by Dave Stone

Continuing a decent run of Who books, this is the Seventh Doctor story which introduces Jason Kane, husband of Bernice Summerfield. I knew a lot of Jason’s later continuity from Big Finish audios, but had somehow not absorbed that he was actually from 1996. Anyway, I was delighted with his introduction to the character, whose whirlwind romance with Benny comes against a background of mildly comical terror; meanwhile the Doctor is attempting to sort out a complex conflict between three competing alien races, and Roz and Chris have a subordinate but still entertaining plot line.

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Where I’ve been this year

Having returned from a jetlagged stopover in London with the eminently hospitable and , it’s time for the 2013 overnight meme:

List the places where you spent a night away from home this year, marking places where you spent two or more non-consecutive nightswith an asterisk.

Dubrovnik, Croatia
Munich, Germany
Los Angeles, USA
Berlin, Germany*
London, England*
Barcelona, Catalonia*
Bratislava, Slovakia
Loughbrickland, Northern Ireland*
Belfast, Northern Ireland
Kidderminster, England
Krynica-Zdrój, Poland
Strasbourg, France
Amsterdam, the Netherlands
Nottingham, England
Edinburgh, Scotland
Cologne, Germany
New York, USA

17, which is one more than last year. Also two overnight transatlantic flights. Nine countries in the above list, with a day trip to Geneva, and passing through Luxembourg en route to and from Strasbourg, taking the total to eleven countries this year. Five trips to London, of which three were entirely Worldcon-related and some Worldcon business was done during both of the other two.

Previous years: 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007 and 2006.

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December Books 7) Rendezvous with Rama, by Arthur C. Clarke

The next in my series of BSFA Award winners, though of course it also won the Hugo and the Nebula. Unlike Asimov and Heinlein, Clarke got a decent second creative wind in the 1970s and Rendezvous with Rama was the first indication (I’m also a fan of Imperial Earth). The lyrical description of the giant mute alien artefact zooming through the solar  system, and the human attempts to explore it, are as full of sensawunda for me now as they were thirty years ago. The passage where Lieutenant Pak flies to the South Pole is particularly good.

Having said that, I do notice now that the liberal sexuality of the year 2130 is not completely enlightened. Although Captain Norton’s crew includes numerous women, we still get a boob joke fairly early on, and perhaps more significantly all of the viewpoint characters (mostly Norton, but also members of his crew and scientists and ambassadors from elsewhere in the Solar System) are male. Clarke does his best to be race-blind – it’s indicated that Norton has Chinese roots – but not talking about something isn’t quite the same as making it go away.

It’s interesting that the religious zealot on the crew is chosen to save them all from the missile sent by the ideological and paranoid regime on Mercury. Normally Clarke is not so sympathetic to religion, though of course the Fifth Church of Christ, Cosmonaut is in itself a parodic entity.  I suspect that living on Sri Lanka, Clarke developed an appreciation for the spritual grace that can be gained even from rather odd theological systems.

Anyway, a classic that deserves its status.

December Books 6) Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson

Certainly thirty years since I last read this, and I’m old enough to remember the 1977 BBC adaptation with Patrick Troughton as Israel Hands. A total Bechdel fail, with precisely no named female characters (I suppose Jim’s mother is Mrs Hawkins, but we’re never actually told that); note also that Long John Silver gives, as the reason for his wanting to leave Bristol, that his wife is a black woman, and is believed. And surely the bloke who actually found and dug up the treasure might have been entitled to a larger share of it? Or was he bought out with a block of cheese?

However, it’s still a jolly good adventure story, with plucky young hero having the good fortune to save the day for his elders and betters on several occasions. Long John Silver is actually quite a fascinating character and successfully plays several games at once, deceiving absolutely everyone (except, possibly, his wife; in retrospect, it’s clear that he is lying about his motivations for leaving Bristol). The shifting geography of power in the temporary human community of the island is well portrayed. I can see why this one has lasted.

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December Books 5) Dancing The Code, by Paul Leonard

One of the earlier Virgin Missing Adventures, which piqued my interest when I realised that a substantial chunk of the plot revolves around a conflict bordering Morocco and Algeria, a situation to which I have a professional connection. However there’s one important difference – Leonard’s fictional country of Kebiria is on the Mediterranean coast rather than the Atlantic. The plot is actually rather similar to the last Eighth Doctor novel I read, in that actors in a local conflict find that they have potential alien allies, but those alien allies actually have their own agenda. But I liked it a lot more, partly because setting a story like this in the firm anchorage of the Third Doctor and Jo Grant UNIT era gives Leonard a good stock cast for this sort of thing, all of whom he does well by (apart from Yates who is unsalvageable anyway), and also partly because his aliens do a neat line in dopplegangers, which I always enjoy, and body-horror, which I like when it’s done right. Last month’s set of vintage Who novels didn’t really do it for me, but this month’s are off to a good start.

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