There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humour and hurt.

Just beneath the surface. Errol Flynn Reserve, Sandy Bay. April 2013.

Chopin's Move, Jean Echenoz: Very French. I didn't like it much. F.

The Day of the Triffids, John Wyndham: Another bleak novel from Wyndham. I hadn't read this since high school, but for some reason had the urge to revisit it. The story rollicks along easily enough, even if it never quite manages to convince... C+.