Splinters

I Can't Read

After thundering through Super-Cannes, I seem to have ground to a halt again when it comes to reading. I've been trying to get through Janet Gleeson's The Moneymaker which has all my favourite elements - it's short, it's well-written, it's true and it's got blood and guts mixed in with intrigue and intelligence. Sigh.

In fact, the only thing I have been able to recently is Daredevil: Visionaries, which I first enjoyed as a nipper and was my introduction to the wonder that is Frank Miller. Sigh.