What are you reading, my Lord?

Busy beavering away; word count rising daily. Not all can be used of course, but so what, it's training the mental muscles.
Also went through my stuff (books, clothes) and filled a bin bag with things to get to the charity shops.
Going to London tomorrow, there to meet with a poetry group, some members of whom I know from SL. The only way they can recognize me is when I open my mouth and my German accent comes out.