When my friend Devin was here the other week we went to a toy shop. I couldn't stop laughing about some of the books in there. Clearly my sense of humour hasn't evolved much since I was five; or maybe it's because I've been working with children too much. Either way, cats. Yes. My cat makes winter (and all those other things) more bearable. I've also discovered Turkish tango. Because it's that time of year when I just want to curl up with 'a good read' (i.e. nothing too long or upsetting, something gripping), I've been reading Tinker Taylor Soldier Spy. It's only the second thriller I've ever read, and unlike the first one I'm enjoying it a lot.