Haha OK scrap what I was saying about LONDON (duh duh duuuh) actually being quite a good book: I was so, so wrong. It has suddenly taken on a kind of sexist tone in which all the female characters trundle along feeling overwhelming desire for pretty much every male they meet, regardless of whether they like him or not. The only woman in it I actually thought was quite realistic was Hilda, until she suddenly decided to sleep with her dad's friend. I liked Martina too, until she suddenly decided to sleep with the next man she saw for seemingly no reason. This author has done male characters really well - there are some quite interesting and complicated ones so far that I like BUT he has fallen into the trap of making the women so two-dimensional. They're either pious with secret desires, or manipulative with hidden desires, or obedient with legitimate desires. It's not boding well that the next chapter is called 'The Whorehouse'. *mega-sigh*