I was unwell yesterday. God only knows what ailment bested me and required me to spend most of the day in bed
feeling sorry for myself resting, but it meant I had an opportunity to do something I rarely do. Read. In bed, that is.
Regular visitors to my site know I really only read in bath. In the evening. I’m a bit weird like that. I have a no-daytime reading rule (also incidentally a no daytime-television-watching rule) but my malady was such that I decided reading was permitted. And this new release – the first ever book of its kind by Frankie Magazine was the perfect choice.