With the end of 2017 somehow vanishing in a hectic whirl of work and gluttony, I’ve barely had a chance to reflect on all the excitement it contained.
It was a funny ol’ year. The weather was chaotic, but not as chaotic as the government. The news was filled with international posturing of a kind barely seen since the iconic but lesser known Mr Men story – Mr Ineptitude Goes to War. 2017 was a year for incredulous face-palming it seems.
One thing that didn’t disappoint were the books I read. I think I vanquished around a hundred of them in my conquest to remain delighted. So here are some of the books I most enjoyed in 2017.