There are worse ways to spend a Saturday

I'm fairly sure that lying in bed listening to the first series of Cabin Pressure would be a perfectly valid way to spend a rainy Saturday in February even if I wasn't feeling grotty, but it's a perfect antidote to the feeling-grottiness.

I have also finished reading The Mask of Apollo, which I picked up secondhand years ago and was finally prompted to read by the fact that every time I go into Blackwells I notice that it's shelved in the SF section and think 'but surely it isn't SF?'. Which it isn't. Maybe next time I'll point that out to them. ( Cut for possible spoilers )