Kindle

I just unearthed my Kindle from a heap of books and papers that I hauled out of my rucksack at the end of last week's train travelling marathon. Fortunately it remembers your place in each book, clever little thing that it is.

I suspect I must have switched it off at this point because I laughed out loud when I turned the (electronic) page and suddenly came to:

O tell me where is fancy bread, at Rourke's the baker's it is said.