I just finished “The Sound and the Fury” by Bill Faulkner (# 6). A story about the decline of the South and crazy people. Difficult to read at times, it contained a lot of stream of consciousness , jumping around in time and some very unreliable narrators.
In other news, Susi saw people who had been waiting for 6 (six) hours in Leicester Square to catch a glimpse of Bruce Willis. Ug. At what point should your friends have an intervention? “Nigel, you’ve got a problem.”