A series of highs without any lows

I Served the King of England is a lovely fairy tale of a book, but it really needs to be read when you’re on holiday or laid up in bed with the flu. I read it in ten-minute bursts on the tube, and it’s not the kind of book you can read in a disjointed way. I will take it with me when I next go on holiday (currently scheduled for approx. 2010) and give it another go.