The Alexandrian Quartet by Laurence Durrell for about the fifth time, keep dipping into it.
The Collected Short Stories of Somerset Maugham, brilliant.Again I dip in and out.
Just completed the Last Summer by Ian Crichton Smith, nostalgic evocative novel about a boy on a remote Scottish island. Too much football. I was amused to notice that on a page where a character said 'fancy not knowing the Gaelic for Indian summer' someone, probably my mother in law, had supplied the missing phrase. Well I did find it among her books.
How many of you write or underline in books you read?