You’ll be pleased to know I’m finally over the flu. And I apologise for being such a misery-guts for the two-three weeks I was plagued by that dreaded lurgy.
You’d think, given I was again well, I’d have raced through a million books last week. But… I didn’t as it happens. I had a couple of nights off – binge watching the TV show True Detective and catching up on taped-TV. It also took a little longer than expected (ie. 3 nights) to get through Peter Carey’s Amnesia.