Coming to the end of my M. John Harrison kick with Climbers, being about an unlovable bunch of Yorkshire rock-climbers. He never says so, but I can't not think of them as being smelly, too. Full of jargon but that's what reading on tablets is for, only Google Books have simply knocked out any accented characters so that looking for their version of arête took me to a Franco-German TV station. "Enjoying" isn't quite the right word for it. "Ploughing through", maybe.