Over the weekend, in snatches and flashes, I managed to finish reading my current book on my iPhone (thanks Kindle App! Loving it!). I mentioned A Landing on the Sun last week, a somewhat eery ghost of a life, played out through reports read and old reels of tape discovered in a dusty loft room deep in the heart of Whitehall. But don’t worry, it’s nothing to do with politics, more with the politics of happiness, and the overall answer seems to be that happiness can only ever be truly experienced in microcosm. So stick that in yer pipe and smoke it!