Works in Progress
The books I am reading at present are, in no particular order: 
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark in the Foliuo Society edition with illustrations by Beryl Cook. Having attended aa Girls School in Edinburgh, and having read this book several times before, re-reading it is a bit like going in Friends Re-united. I can identify each member ofThe Brodie Set with a real girl - myself included; similarly the teachers. I suppose this will be true for many people, whether their schooling took place in Castlemilk or Cairo, Lambeth or Lyons; different schools will have their own histories (official or true) but children the world over are very alike and their teachers, too, will be cast from the same mould as each other - always allowing for their individual idiosyncracies.
The Slap by Christos Tsiolkas first published in Australia by Allen & Unwin. My copy is an Atlantic Books paperback. I discovered this when I chanced upon an episode of the TV serialisation and wanted to know more. It's about a fairly large group of friends, relatives and acquaintances and the plot turns on their individual responses to an incident at a BBQ in the yard of one family to which everyone has been invited. An adult slaps a child, and the immediate and subsequent reactions test the strebgth of the network of their relationships and cause  a lot of soul-searching and questioning.
I am trying not to watch further ahead in the TV serial than where I am in the book.
The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon in a large- format paperback published by Century, part of the Random House Group. This is the fifth in the series now known collectively as The Outlanders which is also the title of the TV series based on the books. I found the first book in my parents house after my mother died, read and enjoyed it. and went on to follow the sequence. That is something I like to do. I read all of Inspector Morse by Colin Dexter, and the 87th Precinct series by Ed McBain. I am up to date with Donna Leon's Inspectore Brunetti stories set in Venice and Jonathan Kellerman's series featuring Alex Delaware. 
And in my Kindle, I am presently reading Dr Thorne which is third in the Barchester Chronicles by Anthony Trollope. My reading has always been quite eclectic. For relaxation I enjoy tales of murder and its detection - whther by professionals (in the form of Police Procedurals) or amateurs. As a corollary to them - if that is the correct term - I also enjoy books with a strong female lead character, either as narrator or principal. They may involve murder but not necessarily, and romance as an adjunct rather than being essential. While I have no romantic or sexual interest in men in real life, I don't mind if the women in the books I read do have that kind of inclination. After all, we probably wouldn't be here without that in our mothers and grandmothers and though I am unlikely to give birth myself, there are plenty of children in my own family and I have lots of fum with them. Indeed, I am sure that quite a lot of them have more fun here with me and my partner than in their own homes - we seem to employ less rules and ask them what they want to eat or do. None of which is about books, probably because I am easily given to demonstrate my temndency towards tangents.