I'm all Kindled up these days - I parted with most of my paperbacks
when I moved to London, and the rest of my fiction went to charity
shops when I realised that otherwise they'd probably never come out
of storage again.
So far this year, I've read a bunch of social and political history
stuff, some 70s feminist scifi, and am now halfway through The
Count of Monte Cristo - which turns out to be rather deliciously
different to the abridged version that I remember from
fillums (er, I'm from Northern Ireland, so that's
how I say it.)
Hudsucker Proxy, Me Without You, 16 Years of Alcohol, Tank Girl
(yes, really), Shortbus, IvansXTC, Sleeping Beauty.
Game of Thrones, BSG (pity about how it ended, though), Rome, the
Netflix version of House of Cards (yes, yes, yes). I tend to watch
boxsets rather than tv.
I've got a bit of a thing for shoegazing - I could wallow in waves
of fuzz for days on end. And proper twee pop, too - handclaps and
la-la-las are where it's at, dammit. Otherwise, it tends to be
electro-y these days, though I'm also finding myself increasingly
interested in jazz - a sign of getting old?
I adore slow food - roasting and stewing, rather than frying or
grilling. I've got a bit of a fetish for good ingredients, which
means that living near Borough market is handy (if expensive). I'm
a decent cook, but an awful baker; if you can make awesome cakes
then I'll almost certainly love you forever. Or something.