From the “Sometimes, You Can Only Laugh” Department: As usual on such occasions, I didn’t sleep on the non-stop trans-Atlantic flight from Salt Lake City to London. Instead, I read Agatha Christie’s first novel, The Mysterious Affair at Styles, in which she first introduced the Belgian detective Hercule Poirot — I can’t recall having read it before — and then, to my shame, watched five episodes from the first season of the current television series Watson, followed by listening... Read more