Just come back from holiday so managed to read a couple of books:
Patrick Leigh Fermor's biography by Artemis Cooper (now available in paperback). Leigh Fermor walked from the Hook of Holland to Istanbul in 1933, aged only 18. Later he fought in Crete and led the operation that captured the German military commander General Kreipe. He was a traveller, writer, raconteur and womaniser. Cooper's book is no hagiography but a well-balanced account of an extraordinary 20th century life. It's astonishing to think that Leigh Fermor died only 2 years ago.
Life After Life by Kate Atkinson. I love Kate's books. This one is more of a character-driven literary piece as opposed to the plot-driven books featuring Jackson Brody and it's beautifully written. It feels a bit repetitive at first but a bit of perserverence pays dividends later on.
World War Z by Max Brooks. BIt of a left-field choice for me but it's well-written and considerably more thoughtful and interesting than the forgettable film of the same name. It dwells as much on the socio-political effects of the zombie apocalypse on the surviving human population as it does on the actual conflict with the walking dead.
I also read a couple of autobiographies of Chris Evans (they were in the gite; I didn't buy them

). The first one was quite a good read, going into his motivation, his fascination with radio and his meteoric rise in the media industry. The second one is largely a series of dreary anecdotes about his fellow celebs. The genuinely interesting story of just why his company's fortunes declined so spectacularly under the ownership of Scottish Media Group is not explored at all.
Slaughterhouse 5 by Kurt Vonnegut. Interesting satire about time travel and war. It's looking a bit dated now and the shock effect of the Dresden bombing described therein is somewhat diluted when you realise that the massively inflated casualty figure of 135,000 quoted in the text was actually far lower.