I've just finished Night Trains by Andrew Martin, my seventh book of the year. It is a travel book following in the footsteps of his real and literary heroes on the sleeper trains across Europe, although they are a shadow of their former selves and appear to be in their dying throes. In particular it is a paean of praise to the Wagons Lits company. The only thing that l was not as keen on were the annotations of train and carriage numbers.
When a political leader lies on their CV - can you trust them?
Sometimes it’s just the small things that press the bruise isn’t it? 😢


