I loaded up the Kindle for a brief week away and set to on At Home, the story of how our houses became the places they are. As a long time Bill Bryson fan I persevered as long as possible but the lists of information and the shortage of his dry sense of humour weighed heavy. So I diverted in to Bring Up the Bones by Hilary Mantel. Having written elsewhere about how much like homework Wolf Hall had felt, I raced through Bones, perhaps assisted by an enlarged point size and, more pertinently, a much clearer indication of who was speaking (There were 3 - often unnamed - Thomas’s in Wolf Hall, very confusing!). Having also taken The Sopranos with me, I couldn’t help thinking how brilliant James Gandolfini would be as Thomas Cromwell, albeit with some work on his accent!