Chocolat and Life of Pi are magical books – literally and figuratively.
I also like Nick Hornby’s books – surely the absolute opposite of chick lit?
Strangely, although The Da Vinci Code is preposterous twaddle it is written in such a way that I found it difficult to put down.
The World according to Garp and Catch 22 were books that left me wondering what the fuss was about. And I read a Peter Carey novel once, I shan’t be doing that again.