![]() ![]() In Gladwell’s Blink – and I don’t have a copy of the book, so I can’t check that this was actually the guy he was referring to (although, if I was a betting man…) – he talks about how people do remarkably well at judging the personalities of peoplethey have never met just by spending a little time in their room. If I’d been writing this book I would have started off by calling it, “So You Think You Want to be Sherlock Holmes?” Do you know how the start of every Holmes mystery has him showing off by telling his new client (or the ever corrigible Dr Watson) what he or she has been up by his remarkable ability to connect the dots on a series of clues left on or about their person? And do you know how in some stories Holmes gets Watson to have a go first – and after Watson has invariably grabbed all the red herrings and (in my strangely appropriate pair of mixed clichés) made a meal of whole thing, Holmes then points out the correct interpretation? Well, that is as near as I can get to telling you what this book is about. Well, I did enjoy this book, but I’ve a horrible feeling that might not come across. ![]() Do you know that feeling you have when you have enjoyed a book and are about to write a review and think, “God, I hope that not everything I say sounds like a criticism.” ![]()
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