This time it was this one by Connie Willis.


Normally I am not a science fiction fan but I really needed a book. It was fun, very British (Willis is American), Wodehousean. But reading the blurbs of her other books, I’m not sure I’d read them. I’m not into science fiction (did I say that already?) Now I am once again new-book-less, except the Oxford Dictionary of Biography. Sigh.