Lakes in a Day. I thought my experience on Ring of Steall in 2017 was as much Type 2 fun as I could handle. What could possibly go wrong? 😀

I’ve gone back to reading - quite a lot. I’ll post my reading lists again soon. Being off Twitter has re-energised me. Cathy Rentzenbrink has said that Twitter makes her “jealous, judgemental and jittery”. It’s a nice turn of phrase and even for a relatively light user I’m astonished, again, at the negative effects that are now dissipating. This Guardian article is a succinct summary of the problems and a reminder that despite the politico-media obsession, 72% of the population is not on Twitter.

If you haven’t already then make some time for the excellent Very Bad People by Patrick Alley. You have to admire the work of Global Witness and this is a tremendous account of their early days and investigations. Loved it.

• The Social Conquest of Earth by EO Wilson
• Human Compatible by Stuart Russell
• Calypso by David Sedaris
• The Photography Storytelling Workshop by Finn Beales

Another post on the theme of reading a little less…

Just when is it reasonable to give up on a book? This used to be something I almost never did, at least not deliberately, and I would somehow persuade myself I would come back to them. Naturally, there were books that I put down and not picked up again but I always held out that I would return. Nope. Now I’m older I have come to terms with the fact I won’t finish them and I am more than willing to give up on books.

Sometimes they are just not for me. No hard feelings.

I don’t have a rule on the point at which I give up as I try to take into account the context. I think it is different between fiction and non-fiction for sure. It certainly varies between genres. And I have to take into account my own state of mind. Am I tired or distracted? I can have periods of days/weeks like that but usually I can identify a style/genre that will get me through those days. Maybe I’m in need of something light-hearted and funny and that book on disaster capitalism isn’t going to work. But I’ll try to go back to a book if I think that might be the case.

There are more fabulous books than it is possible to read in a lifetime and my willingness to persist is inversely proportional to my increasing age.

I’ve got more brutal about giving up on books that get stuff wrong. I was reading Alan Rusbridger’s book News: And How to Use It and found a Latin phrase that helps describe how this feels. It’s a legal phrase: falsus in uno, falsus in omnibus. Untruthful in one part, untruthful in all. I suspect this might be more to do with witness testimony but it is just as applicable to the presentation of facts. It is all about trust, as Rusbridger frequently points out. If you have specialist knowledge in an area and you realise the author is getting it wrong, it becomes much harder to maintain the willingness to accept what the author is saying on other areas.

The most egregious example was a book I was reading about drugs written by an American author. At one point, quite early, the book stated that fentanyl was also believed to be involved in the Skripal poisoning in Salisbury in the UK. It might have been, for about five minutes, and it was very apparent, very quickly, it was something very different. If you don’t know you can Google it. Which is all the author had to do. You will quickly learn just how shockingly, teeth-itchingly, wrong this is. In a heartbeat, my trust in the other facts in the book collapsed. I went on for a while but I realised that it had destroyed the book for me. There was simply no point in continuing.

Ah, good grief. Reading a book and just read a statement that is so spectacularly wrong that I can’t continue. I just don’t have any confidence that anything else is true, though it is likely fine. What a shame.

— Euan Lawson (@euan_lawson) November 30, 2020

“In 2018, a former colonel in the Russian army named Sergei Skripal was poisoned in Salisbury, England, along with his daughter. The poison was reportedly fentanyl. Skripal had been convicted in Russia of spying for Britain years earlier but was sent to the United Kingdom as part of a “spy swap,” an exchange for sleeper agents in the United States. Both he and his daughter survived. Russian foreign minister Sergey Lavrov denied Russian involvement.”

The incident with Skripal happened on 04 March 2018. On 12 March the then Prime Minister, Theresa May, gave a statement in the Commons that it was a chemical weapons attack using a Russian-produced nerve agent, novichok. The book was published in the UK in September 2019. It is spectacularly wrong and the fact-checking has utterly failed. For me, that book is unreadable.

So, my post two days ago was about being wary of chasing numbers. How better to follow up than to chase some more numbers? This time some overall stats on my exercise from 2020 to 2021. Firstly, my numbers from 2020 in summary:

Then the numbers from 2021:

A very satisfactory improvement. It’s all a bit skewed due to the pandemic as working from home has made it, paradoxically for me, easier to get exercise. A rare privilege for which I am very grateful. And — touch wood, fingers crossed — I have managed to avoid any significant injury but circumstances may make it harder to be so consistent with my running in 2022.

Almost all my exercise is running but I simply couldn’t manage the volume if I was out slapping feet on tarmac. It’s all on varied terrain, mostly up the fells and on hilly trails as the elevation data show, and on trails and that seems to make a huge difference to my overall tolerance. I suspect it is also much better for my mental state and it is easier to go out and simply enjoy the experience when I am a bit fatigued. It has become almost comedic, when I have been away in a city, how I end up pinging a calf muscle when I go for even a moderate 10k on the roads. And, I have avoided any sort of racing at all. My long post about the Ring of Steall fell race in 2017 should answer any questions on why I don’t go for races.

My main aim for 2022 is to get myself a regular bodyweight exercise habit. I am just aiming at the minimum to maintain strength and some flexibility and offset the drop off from ageing. I’ve no ambitions beyond that. I am very aware that some kind of strength training is probably the single best way to reduce the risk of injury. Want to check the evidence? This systematic review and meta-analysis showed a dose-response relationship between strength training and its preventive effect on injuries.

A couple of days ago was the latest the sun will get up and it has already been taking a little longer for the sun to go down since we got over the shortest day. I always like this point, just a little after the winter solstice, as we can know that we are over the hump and we’ll be getting up in the light soon.

The photo was taken on 06 January 2022 at 08.38.

I’m not one for New Year resolutions but there is never a bad time for some reflections.

Last year I read 116 books.

It’s a decent number, indeed it often surprises people, and it certainly affords me a lot of scope to cover plenty of new and classic books. I do include audiobooks but I now select these with care as detailed audiobooks quoting evidence drive me nuts as there is no easy way to take notes and look up references. I’ve tried various techniques but it just doesn’t work.

My best strategy for the next few months is to read a little less. Not the most common of resolutions but I certainly don’t need to read more. At least not books, although I do think I have scope to read more academic papers in a targeted and purposeful way. I’d like to capture more notes, write more, and linger over the books I do read. If I dropped a couple of books and spent that time writing it would amount to a significant increase.

Now, it is not quite as straightforward as that and reading is obviously a different kind of experience. Yet, there is scope and, as with many things, it is far too easy to chase the numbers and I think, honestly, that is what I have been doing. In the old cliché, I need a little more quality rather than quantity.

Tharoor’s Inglorious Empire was gloriously angry and rightly so. It is quite remarkable how the British have managed to re-write the history of Empire and it is coming as a nasty shock to the nostalgically inclined to have it challenged and re-examined with a gimlet eye. Tharoor does, in his understandable ire, overstep with some conclusions but they are rare moments and it shouldn’t detract from the brutal assessment of the British in India.

All the Young Men has over a thousand five-star reviews on Amazon. It is worth every one of them. I thought McMindfulness was an excellent polemic though it lacked focus in places and was occasionally repetitive — not unusual with a polemic but it offers an essential perspective. I’ve never been an enormous fan of Bob Mortimer’s comedy style, that’s just a personal preference, but there is no denying the sheer likeability of the man and his book And Away… is a warm, amusing and shyly life affirming book.

• Inglorious Empire by Shashi Tharoor
• Do Breathe by Michael Townsend Williams
• All the Young Men by Ruth Coker Burks
• Fake Law by The Secret Barrister
• McMindfulness by Ronald Purser
• The Zoologist’s Guide to the Galaxy by Arik Kershenbaum
• And Away… by Bob Mortimer

Not a good reading month for me. I just seemed to struggle to settle into it and it was a little bit of an effort. It happens sometimes and the four short books at the end of the month reflect my approach when I find my concentration is a bit waffy.

Unusually, two fiction books are on the list this month. I’ve read all of the Charlie Parker series by John Connolly but I was a bit adrift with A Book of Bones as there is another one after that now out. It is a bit of a brick, coming in at around 200,000 words, and although it did still give me a lot of pleasure I’m not quite convinced it warranted that length. The very short and nearly perfectly formed Small Things Like These was recommended, several times, in a New Statesman ‘best of 2021’ list sits in contrast, lengthwise in any case.

Sad Little Men kicks the hell out of the boarding school system and I can’t recommend Austerity which was way too technical to be enjoyable.

• Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls by David Sedaris
• Sad Little Men by Richard Beard
• Austerity: The History of a Dangerous Idea by Mark Blyth
• A Book of Bones by John Connolly
• Write Useful Books by Rob Fitzpatrick
• Things I Have Withheld by Kei Miller
• Small Things Like These by Claire Keegan
• Silence: In the Age of Noise by Erling Kagge

Some excellent reading here and the ‘pick of the month’ would be One Track Mind. It isn’t the most promising of premises — a book about a man running around a single strip of athletic track for 24 hours. It turns out to be inspiring and uplifting. I have to give an honourable mention to How to Be a Liberal that taught me a lot and far exceeded my initial impressions of what it would be about.

I will comment on the two pandemic books as well. Spike reads like a self-serving dress rehearsal for the public inquiry which will, eventually, come around and Blinded by Corona has some excellent moments. It is also dismally edited and awash with typos; it feels rushed and veers close to egotistical rantiness. Ashton is not a man who hides his light under a bushel and his book amply demonstrates the real benefit of basic standards of editing.

• Hooked by Paul Merson
• Time: 10 Things You Should Know by Colin Stuart
• How to Be a Liberal by Ian Dunt
• Spike by Jeremy Farrar with Anjana Ahuja
• Blinded by Corona by John Ashton
• The Juggling Author by Jim Heskett
• Empireland by Sathnam Sanghera
• One Track Mind: What Running 150 Miles in a Day Can Teach by Michael Stocks
• The Running Book by John Connell

A bit of a bumper month. Let’s concentrate on the best offerings. I genuinely enjoyed the audiobook of Son of a Silverback and Maconie presents a compelling picture of the joys of the value of state services in The Nanny State Made Me. Both are helped greatly by being laugh out loud funny in places. If I had to suggest one then I will plump for Will Storr’s The Status Game that shows off his talents admirably. I did actually get a little irritated with the way links and footnotes are handled in the book. But that shouldn’t detract from the excellence of Storr’s work.

• The Nanny State Made Me by Stuart Maconie
• Helgoland by Carlo Rovelli
• Football Hackers by Christoph Biermann
• Son of a Silverback by Russell Kane
• Trials of the State by Jonathan Sumption
• The Status Game by Will Storr
• On Chapel Sands by Laura Cumming
• The Art of Making Memories by Meik Wiking
• Privacy is Power by Carissa Véliz
• Death of a whistleblower and Cochrane’s moral collapse by Peter C. Gøtzsche¹
• The Way Home by Mark Boyle
• The Interest: How the British Establishment Resisted the Abolition of Slavery by Michael Taylor

Having had a moan at various points about footnotes and referencing I wanted to set out what I think is good practice, from my perspective as a reader, for footnotes and referencing. This is for books, particularly mainstream non-fiction, and not for journal articles or academic texts. Though, for the life of me, I have no idea why they need to be harder to read. I sometimes wonder if the single biggest failure of academia is the notion that the writer has to demonstrate they are more clever than the reader. It is hardly any wonder that students and junior academics are so tortured by the need to write in an ‘academic’ style.

And for those of you who might argue for Harvard referencing let me pick a fight. Harvard treats its readers with contempt. It is tolerable when the referencing is very minimal and there is a need to cite the author — more common in single author pieces that might be encountered in the social sciences. Where the referencing is dense or the papers are multi-authored it quickly becomes ludicrous and almost unreadable. It took me two mins to find this example from the International Journal of Drug Policy.

Absolutely horrible. It is grotesque, though certainly not the worst I’ve seen, and an affront to any reasonable notion of readability.

Let’s go back to books. As a reader, I have often had the experience where I’ve struggled to get into a book. It can just be a background niggle and a difficulty in becoming immersed. The pull of our mobile devices, of the internet, makes it easier than ever to act on the mildest of distractions and disengage. Of course, sometimes this is down to bad writing, but I’m becoming more aware that it is often due to the way the text is presented and the footnotes/referencing can play a role.

Some simple pointers for footnotes and references

1. Distinguish between footnotes and referencing. Don’t mix the two. Reduce the cognitive effort for the reader.
2. Avoid commenting on the references unless it is specific information on the location or scope of that source.
3. Miminise any intrusion on the text. Anything except the words the reader reads interrupts the flow. Ideally, an approach where the text is completely clear of all baubles and embellishment is best. I find superscript numbers tolerable but internet-style underlined hyperlinks with colour changes can be hugely intrusive.
4. Think very carefully about footnotes and be sparing. Is that nugget better in the text itself or just simply binned? I sometimes think they are an ego trip — again, it’s all about the author and not so much about the reader. They can be informative and witty but to read footnotes on an ebook will involve clicking on the screen, usually at least twice. This breaks concentration that then has to be re-established. It is often slightly better for readers of print books as they will have the footnotes on the same page. Usually in a tiny font…
5. If you have a lot extra to say and many references then plan for a notes section at the back of the book. This can be easily linked by chapter and using sentence markers. It is possible to dispense with all hyperlinks/superscripts using this method. Many books do this and, as a reader, it is now my favourite. It’s a win-win. The keen reader gets an extra source of information, easily bookmarked if they want to find it while reading, and the prose is clean.

I just finished The Status Game by Will Storr this week. It’s very good, full of insight, with little in the way of regurgitation of the well-trodden scientific anecdotes that often litter such books. I recommend it highly. It will be badged as a popular science book but it can be read, in many aspects, as a rather superior ‘self-help’ book. That’s not meant to be disparaging at all and I just want to highlight how it can help us see the world and our place in it with a little more clarity.

I want to talk about footnotes.

I now read almost all my books on an ereader — I recently moved to the rather deluxe Kobo Forma. (It’s superb, thanks for asking.) Ebooks do change the dynamic around footnotes and hyperlinks and referencing. Now, there is an element of personal preference around this but it is simply done badly by many publishers. Obviously, as a journal editor I do appreciate the importance of referencing; we deal with references all the time and they are a critical element of scientific writing. There are downsides and, sadly, the reader is usually a long way down the list of priorities.

It is frustrating to read books that are so casually dismissive of the reader experience. I wrote a blogpost in November 2019 about Cormac McCarthy’s advice on scientific writing. He said:

“Avoid footnotes because they break the flow of thoughts”

Yes. This is the core problem. Most people find it hard to concentrate for longer periods these days — all the modern distractions are well known. The most wonderful facet of reading is the immersion. There is nothing better than getting drawn in by the writer, following their train of thought, being led to new insights and revelations. Cormac has this right and footnotes are devastating to that process.

Now, I enjoy a snarky footnote as much as the next person but it is the job of the writer to pick out what they want to say. And, what they don’t need to say. Footnotes are far too often a lazy excuse for not writing better prose, or a paralysing inability to kill off the clever thoughts writers (or their editors) can’t stop themselves from sharing. Putting information critical to understanding of the text into a footnote is all too often a failure to write with sufficient clarity.

That said, I appreciate many readers love footnotes and I’ve used them myself (in my last post no less). I’m not against footnotes as such, I just think they are used carelessly, and the negative impact of them isn’t always taken into consideration.

Footnote abuse

A particularly egregious habit is to mix referencing with footnotes.

Referencing is the basic technique of pointing readers to sources. It’s very important and I would be aghast not to have some option to check references where necessary — though I would argue that they can be entirely dealt with in the rear of a book without any inline markers. Footnotes are usually an embellishment. They should not be mixed with referencing. As the Ghostbusters would say: don’t cross the streams.

Mixing them is problematic as this puts the burden on the reader. This is quite subtle so bear with me while I explain my gripe. Most readers won’t feel the need to look at every reference as they read through a text. Like many people, I like having them available. When an author starts mixing referencing with footnotes then they create a problem for the reader. Is this hyperlink an interesting snippet of extra detail? Or is it just a citation, a simple reference, for another source? The only way to find out it is to click. And, the spell of the writing, the story being told, is broken and the bubble pricked. The flow is disrupted.

Even when one doesn’t click, there is an additional cognitive process that is whirring in the background that is almost impossible to turn off. Click? Or don’t click? At the same time as reading the text I have another cognitive thread running weighing up each hyperlink to make a decision about whether this one is worth the gamble. It’s tiny, but many books have at least a couple of these links on every single page.

There is evidence that the presence of hyperlinks can increase that cognitive load.

Which brings me back to Storr’s The Status Game. He does mix the streams on some occasions but it is very minor and I wouldn’t make a thing about it. Rather than superscript referencing (which is unobtrusive but in ebooks can be annoyingly hard to click with my stumpy fingers) the ebook version uses full on hyperlinks, usually over several words. They appear in a different colour and are underlined. They are incredibly invasive and I found they disrupted my reading to a significant degree. Not good at all.

Worse and rather bizarrely, the hyperlinks don’t seem to have been contextualised, often spanning weird combinations of part sentences, or stopping in the middle of names. It looks like adding the hyperlinks has been palmed off to a disgruntled intern — or, more likely, I’d wager it has been outsourced to some poor freelancer, on the cheap, who perhaps doesn’t have English as their first language.

They are a mess. And, they are a terrible eye-bleeding distraction. The publishers, William Collins, should be royally embarrassed. I thoroughly enjoyed the book yet I found it quite difficult to get through as usual. (I actually stopped for a day or two and read the short Trials of the State by Jonathan Sumption in the middle.) The book deserves better and Will Storr’s work definitely merits a little more care and attention in the ebook version.

There are two main book prizes I like to keep an eye on. One of them is the Orwell Prize for Political Fiction and the other is the Baillie Gifford Prize for Non-Fiction. I admit I get bookishly excited when the longlists are announced. Finding new books to read involves a fair amount of combing through blogs and Amazon and other sites - not unenjoyable in itself but the nature of algorithms and the interweb makes it challenging to break out of one’s filter bubble. The various prizes are incredibly helpful in offering different perspectives I might not otherwise consider.

The Baillie Gifford Prize for Non-Fiction was announced this week. Here’s the longlist:

• Consumed: A Sister’s Story By Arifa Akbar
• Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape by Cal Flyn
• Minarets in the Mountains: A Journey into Muslim Europe by Tharik Hussain
• Aftermath: Life in the Fallout of the Third Reich, 1945–1955 by Harald Jähner, translated by Shaun Whiteside
• Empire of Pain: The Secret History of the Sackler Dynasty by Patrick Radden Keefe
• The Mutant Project: Inside the Global Race to Genetically Modify Humans by Eben Kirksey
• Things I Have Withheld by Kei Miller
• Fall: The Mystery of Robert Maxwell by John Preston
• Blood Legacy: Reckoning With a Family’s Story of Slavery by Alex Renton
• Empireland: How Imperialism Has Shaped Modern Britain by Sathnam Sanghera
• In Memory of Memory by Maria Stepanova translated by Sasha Dugdale
• Burning Man: The Ascent of DH Lawrence by Frances Wilson
• Free: Coming of Age at the End of History by Lea Ypi ¹

What has caught my eye? There is an announcement with a brief summary of the books. I have already read two of them: Preston’s Fall and Patrick Radden Keefe’s Empire of Pain. I also have Islands of Abandonment tee’d up to read in the next book or two and I have Empireland in my Audible queue as well.

I am intrigued by Consumed which is about the author’s sister and her battle with tuberculosis - as well as a tale of grief there seems to be a fair amount of medical history which attracts me. And, the other obvious one with a medic’s eye is The Mutant Project and its exploration of a “genetically modified future for humanity”. I’m well positioned for this having read A Crack in Creation in July which details the history of CRISPR - a technology with staggering potential consequences and which will surely feature in the The Mutant Project. Indeed, if the Wuhan lab leak proves to be the root cause of Covid-19 we may already be living through some of those consequences.

Of course, these are the books that I lean towards through background. The others look intriguing and I will try to get to some of them. Interestingly, the comment from the chair of judges, Andrew Holgate, points out how they worked hard to ensure they “ranged a long way out of our boundaries”. It’s what we all need sometimes.

Just one? Then I’d recommend The Book of Trespass. It’s not the only book on the topic but it is beautifully written and sets out the injustice of land ownership in England. It is hard to see how we can ever reduce dismal inequalities until we grasp this nettle.

Oddly, I had tried to read Mountains of the Mind several times in the past and, for reasons I’m not quite sure of, I stalled and dropped it. It’s odd as reading it this time I flew through it and was struck by how much I had in common with Macfarlane in terms of mountain experience.

• The Book of Trespass by Nick Hayes
• On Tyranny by Timothy Snyder
• The Power of Strangers by Joe Keohane
• The New Climate War by Michael E. Mann
• First, They Erased Our Name by Habiburahman
• Mountains of the Mind by Robert Macfarlane
• Men Who Hate Women by Laura Bates
• Four Thousand Weeks by Oliver Burkeman

A lot of books this month. I was disappointed with the Orwell Prize winning Between Two Fires but I was completely charmed reading A Sting in the Tale and it led me to Rebirding which is about so much more than birds. In that vein, Who Owns England should awaken the rebel rambler in you.

• Why the Germans Do It Better by John Kampfner
• English Pastoral by James Rebanks
• Between Two Fires by Joshua Yaffa
• A Crack in Creation by Jennifer Doudna and Samuel Sternberg
• A Sting in the Tale by Dave Goulson
• Paint Your Town Red by Matthew Brown
• Rebirding: Rewilding Britain and its Birds by Benedict MacDonald
• Wayfinding by Michael Bond - Notes
• Hidden Valley Road by Robert Kolker
• Freedom by Sebastian Junger
• Who Owns England by Guy Shrubsole
• How Spies Think: Ten Lessons in Intelligence by David Omand
• Mind Games by Neville Southall
• Philosophy for Polar Explorers by Erling Kagge

OK, so my first day of leave and I can’t complain. A one hour fell run, plenty of time sitting in the garden reading, then a riverside evening barbecue to cap it off. And, I finished a great book that I started yesterday evening: Wayfinding by Michael Bond. A fine book; a fell run; time with family; a spot of sun. There was even just the tiniest smidge of trespass. What more could one ask for?

Wayfinding isn’t overlong, is written with exceptional clarity, and offers a fair few gems. It digresses enough to take in some fascinating niches but doesn’t lose sight of its destination. The neuroscience is deftly handled without some of the breathless overstatement common to this field. I’ve always loved maps and navigating and Bond has made me realise how smartphones have, as is their way, eroded a simple pleasure. We need to put away the GPS, stop slavishly following the little blue dot, and build our own spatial maps.

But navigation also reveals other truths, if we engage with it fully: a vivid experience of place, and the knowledge that you are here. These are eternal truth. They matter to us as they mattered to the first wayfinders. The journey is still important. There is still a world out there to explore, and we need to find a way through it.