Is a punctual person continually tardy?

Happy new year, f-list.

The apocalypse is happening everywhere but the City by the Sea, which is a little pocket of pleasant weather, blue skies and a cool sea breeze. Yesterday as the fires elsewhere worsened, I made a cake and pottered about in the garden. Today we can smell smoke from, well, everywhere, but I went to the New Year Market in Port Fairy and bought a new sun hat. It all seems disconnected from the devastation on the news.

December books read

* Double Entry: How the merchants of Venice shaped the modern world - Jane Gleeson-White (2011) ★ ★
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* The Little Broomstick - Mary Stewart (1971) ★ ★ ★ ★
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* Death on the Riviera - John Bude (1952) ★ ★ ★
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* The Glass of Lead and Gold - Cornelia Funke (2018) ★ ★ ★
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* The Cornish Coast Murder - John Bude (1935) ★ ★ ★
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* The Murders Near Mapleton - Brian Flynn (1929) ★ ★ ★
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* Antidote to Venom - Freeman Wills Croft (1938) ★ ★
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I didn't get around to reading a Cartland to end the year, although I did sample a chapter of one on my Kindle. The heroine was called Kezia Falcon and her brother was Sir Peregrine. That is, Sir Peregrine Falcon. As if that wasn't enough nonsense, Peregrine and Kezia decide to pretend to be married in order to sell a necklace to a French marquis. I mean... obviously I will be returning to this at a later date, because it promises to be splendid.

Sir Peregrine Falcon though. She must have been running out of names.