Bedtime reading

Mrs GOB has been reading Life of Pi (without any prompting from me, I may add), but has commented (rather than complained) that it is much too exciting to be read last thing at night, in bed. She finds that she lies awake for half the night, worrying about that poor tiger.

The consequence is that she has had to restrict Pi to the daytime. In bed she has returned to Marcel Proust, who is not, apparently, over-stimulating.