What was interesting to me was how long it took me to get into "Down Under" by Bill Bryson. I love Bill Bryson, but every other book was talking about something I was aware of, no matter how tangentially. Europe, America, the English Language, they're all things that I come across daily, whereas Australia is just... we have Neighbours, and that's about it. Neighbouts and a film called The Castle with Eric Bana in.

("How's the serenity, mate?"

"So much serenity."

*slow nods*)

It's weird how alien it could be. When I eventually got into the book I found it fascinating, but I've only read an outsider's view - I've read someone marvelling at the oddness of everything where I should like to find out what it's like from the inside, so this was pretty interesting.

Thanks for writing, basically.

(There was going to be a point but I've had wine and can't remember.)