The Remains of the Day

I just finished Kazuo Ishiguro's novel The Remains of the Day. What a heartbreaking triumph of a novel. Thank you Lianne for suggesting it to me. It was one of those books where a lot happened within very little concrete space, I guess in that sense it was very joycean, which is probably why I liked it so much. I won't write an analysis like the sorts Lianne writes on her fantastic blog, but I think it's sufficient to say that it was a phenomenal book and I definitely want to read more of Ishiguro's novels.

Daylight Savings

I totally forgot that it was daylights saving time here today until a friend kindly informed me. It totally threw off my day. So now, it's not even five pm and in an hour it will be fully dark outside. I just checked the forecast and sunset was right when I took this picture, 445. Ahhhh. And each day the hours of sunlight will keep decreasing and decreasing until it's dark at like three. But at least that means Christmas is approaching...

Also, in unrelated news, The Times was brilliant today. I love my Sunday morning routine of buying The Times and reading it over an americano at Cafe Nero. Wonderful.

Brilliant night last night of friends, pumpkins, chocolate and wine.