I haven't been too well these last couple of days, not dwelling on it, it happens. However daytime TV is shyte and didn't really feel like playing any poker on line. So dilemma, how to pass a snotty day.
I turned to my bookshelves. Now people's taste in books is really down to individuality and some people like fiction, some like fact, some like autobiographies etc etc. Anyway I looked at my shelves of books. Clive Cussler, Alistair Maclean, Jack Higgins, Wilbur Smith will give you the genre I read (when I read).
Funnily enough it passed the time nicely and I was comfortable just reading the adventure stuff.
Must read more.