62.) Medieval Bodies: Life, Death and Art in the Middle Ages, by Jack Hartnell -- This book is gorgeous. It's part social history, part art history, examining how medieval scholars viewed each body part in turn, from the head down to the feet. It's lavishly illustrated, beautifully designed, and a joy to read, although it's a pity to end on feet, since I found that chapter the least interesting.
63.) The Witches of Warboys: An Extraordinary Story of Sorcery, Sadism and Satanic Possession in Elizabethan England, by Philip C Almond -- More history, and the true 'crime' case of Alice Samuel, who, along with her terrorising bastard of a husband and her daughter, was hanged for witchcraft in 1593. There are parallels with Salem, in that the case revolves around accusations made by a group of young girls, but the laws in 1593 England were relatively mild: causing someone injury (but stopping short of killing) would only have resulted in a year in prison and being pilloried. Which, okay, is pretty shit, but falls a long way short of how most people think of witchcraft trials these days.
Convinced that Alice Samuel is sending spirits to torment his five daughters, Robert Throckmorton takes her to live in his household in the hopes that her presence will help his daughters recover. Then follows a year of her having to undergo what can only be described as psychological torture at the hands of the girls, who torment her, harass her, and bit by agonisingly painful bit break down her spirit.
Gradually creeping in at the edges you can see the influence from the continent shifting attitudes about witchcraft. A little repetitive at times, but otherwise fascinating.
64.) Men Without Women, Haruki Murakami The first Murakami I've read. This was a series of seven short stories, revolving about men who, for one reason or other, have found themselves living lonely lives. I often find short stories a little frustrating I'm often left wondering what the point is -- and that was true of this. I'd certainly read more Murakami, but I think I'd be better off with a novel.
65.) How Not to be a Boy, Robert Webb Partly a memoir focusing on how he was derailed by the death of his mother, and partly about how the patriarchy damages both sexes. I've heard a lot about what a feminist ally Robert Webb is, and purely on the basis of this I'm not entirely convinced. The feministy bits feel a little shallow to me, as if written by a lefty man paying lip-service to feminism it doesn't help that he doesn't always come across terribly well here, albeit for reasons that are understandable. A self-aware arsehole is still an arsehole. It feels much more solid when it's touching on his family, his childhood, and on how the patriarchy damages boys and men.
It left me wishing for more of Rik Mayall, who very briefly appears in an anecdote here. I hadn't thought I could adore him more than I already did, but it seems that there are no limits to how much I'm capable of adoring Rik Mayall. In the anecdote he gently admonishes Robert Webb for calling the woman who cancelled Bottom the c-word (this was one of the moments that set my teeth on edge and left me just the tiniest little bit 
). I grew up watching The Young Ones, and I hadn't realised that RM was one of the pioneers of non-sexist comedy in the 80s. I've added his autobiography Bigger than Hitler Better than Christ -- to my list of books to read.
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Phew, although I feel like I might have missed a couple. Currently reading Gods and Mortals by Bernard Cownwell and rereading The Time Traveller's Guide to Elizabethan England.