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Improbable Botany out at last

The Improbable Botany anthology is out at last! Congrats to Wayward Plants, and all the contributors for what is a terrific-looking book.

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Tommy Catkins to be published

Delighted to announce that my World War I / shell-shock novel Tommy Catkins is to be published later in the year by Infinity Plus Books.

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1900: Blackbury, England.

My Life As A Ten-Year-Old Boy by Nancy Cartwright

I came quite late to the Simpsons. In the early days – the first half of the ’90s – I thought to myself, “I don’t want to watch the antics of a bratty American boy.” How wrong I was back then. Soon, after watching a few episodes, I realised the series was about far more than just Bart. It was about America, and even, on occasion, about humanity itself.

Since then I’ve become a confirmed fan. The series, like no other American television I’ve seen, has British elements of humour – wit, irony, intelligent charm. In My Life As A Ten-Year-Old-Boy, the voice of Bart, Nancy Cartwright, lifts the lid on what it was like at the outset and how the series developed.

The book is written in an informal style, almost as if the author is speaking it. Some reviewers have held that against her, and on occasion the style can be a little wince-inducing. But overall I think it does add to the charm of the account. In any event, the story overall is a fascinating one, with much to recommend it. Certainly for any Simpsons fan this is a must-read.

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Highly Sensitive Person on BBC Radio 2

Great to hear the Highly Sensitive Person trait getting some exposure on today’s Jeremy Vine programme on Radio 2. Check it out here on the iPlayer.

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Cats?

Perhaps CatSidhe didn’t like Edward! 🙂

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The Girl With Two Souls

A Brief History Of Everyone Who Ever Lived

A Brief History Of Everyone Who Ever Lived by Adam Rutherford

I was hoping to like this book a lot, and I do like the content, but the writing style… ouch. Adam Rutherford, for all his undoubted skills as a radio presenter, has convinced himself that he’s the world’s most amusing writer of prose, which, for me, reduced the enjoyment of reading the science considerably. Because he’s not amusing.

That science is fascinating though – Rutherford deserves the adoring comments of his many famous fans inside the front jacket. But the text is not only cringingly unfunny in places where the author believes he is being hilarious, it is peppered with pointless footnotes – and Rutherford is no Jack Vance.

So for style I’m giving 2** and for content 4***, which averages out at a somewhat underwhelming 3***. A shame.

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Council tax rises

What the hell is wrong with British people?

Talk today is all of council tax rises, which could be 3% for most councils, or 5.99% for the largest councils. I make that an extra £6.78 on my (average band) council tax for the larger rise. Yet all we’re hearing about today is how terrible it is that “so much” is being taken away in the form of council tax, and how councils should be making ever more stringent cuts in order to balance the books. Recycling collections every month, maybe?

Let’s look at this the other way round. The worst case scenario on my tax – an increase of 5.99% – is an increase of £6.78 per month. That is a ridiculously small amount of money to be making a fuss about. It equates to the loss of two Costa hot chocolate with cream and marshmallow drinks per month. Two. Just two. Even though I earn far below the nation average salary, I’m pretty sure I could manage that.

The reason this is an issue at all is that for cultural and political reasons this is an exceptionally selfish country full of people who have been taught to think that every penny possible should come to them for their own selfish use. Well, the truth is we live in communities, and communities need money.

In fact, communities need lots of money. Maybe the solution to the “problem” is that British people could stop being so selfish and think about the societies they live in.

Because Thatcher was wrong: there is such a thing as society. And we have to pay for it.

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The Lives of Erich Fromm by Lawrence J. Friedman

I discovered Erich Fromm in the ‘80s, and immediately fell for his no-nonsense brand of humanism and liberalism (disguised as Marxism, as he was a follower of Marx). His work has inspired me ever since, not least The Sane Society, with its ground-breaking and daring declaration of the human condition. A few months ago I discovered by accident that there was a biography of the great man; buying it was a no-brainer.

The book is quite academic in tone, but not so much that the general reader can’t enjoy it. A great amount of work went into the writing of it, as the author observes in his introduction, but that work pays off as the contradictions and brilliance of the man come to light.

Fromm, for all his vision and wisdom, was no angel; something of a surprise to me, who knew nothing of his personal life. Letters written by Fromm and by his friends illuminate this part of the biography. Fromm also ignored a lot of health issues during various intensive spells of work, and this biography conveys those periods of his life very well.

I suppose the readership of the book is essentially going to be followers of Fromm, and perhaps those in the psychoanalysis world for whom the shadow of Freud still looms large. The political aspects of his life are particularly interesting, and often surprising, especially during the Cold War period, but I suspect those will fade in times to come. His work on the fundamentals of the human condition however will never fall into obscurity. He really was way ahead of his time, and this superb biography illustrates that very nicely.

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