Whew, don't read as much as I used to, or would like; who turned the speed up on the clocks? I was an avid reader from an early age, reading a smorgasbord of novels from historical (Geoffrey and Henry Treece) through cheap fiction (The Hardy Boys) and branched out into areas my siblings chose not to follow - Ursula le Guin, Isaac Asimov, Robert Heinlein etc. I think this was a good thing, and am hunting out my old favourites - eg. The Weird Stone of Brisingamen - for my children, when they are a bit older.

Every so often I get to read a book that hits the "top Ten" list, but only occasionally. At the moment the list would include (in no particular order):
The Book of Ebenezer le Page - GB Edwards (wonderful)
Chickenhawk - Robert Mason (gripping and eductional)
Count Belisarius - Robert Graves (anything by this man is great)
Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks (a study in emotion and history)