I'm in Hong Kong for a few days. Here is the view from my window. It's what's known as a partial harbour view.
A British man who works in the Macmillan office here told me a nice story this morning. He has a domestic helper working in his home (this being Hong Kong she is likely an English-speaking Filipina, although I didn't confirm this). He discovered that she had removed my first book, Falling Off Air, from his bookshelf. A few days later it returned, and the next book, Out of Mind, had gone. That's all a writer wants to hear.