Finished Accelerando on the bus on the way home tonight, and the first Dalgliesh novel at lunchtime yesterday. Started John Scalzi’s Agent to the Stars after finishing Accelerando, because it was a *long* bus ride home, courtesy of gridlock that added at least twenty minutes to the usual time. Which I could have done without, because I’ve either picked up the lurgy that’s going around at work, or I’m in the early phases of a migraine, and felt sufficiently dizzy at work this afternoon that I had to go outside and get some fresh air. Either way, I’m sure I’ll feel much better if I take some codeine and go to bed. More detailed comments on the books will have to wait.