If Cities Could Speak

Photo by Markus Clemens on Unsplash One of the best bits of holidays is reading. The decadence of getting stuck into a book in the middle of the day with the sun on your face. The way the pages get peppered with grains of sand at the beach. Those holiday home bookshelves that groan with the weight of paperback thrillers and spy novels left by tourist predecessors.  I’m yet to buy a kindle (it’s just not the same!) so I’ve resigned myself to carrying the excess bulk of books squashed into my rucksack each time I travel.  Although travelling has been off the table recently, I’ve been reading at a rate that’s normally reserved for my holidays thanks to an endless supply of free evenings. And not having to do the usual rucksack book squeeze has been a bonus.  Here are some of the books I’ve been reading during lockdown. They’d be best enjoyed in the sun, on a beach or in a cosy café with a pastry in hand. But in the meantime, they provide a little slice of mu...