Speaking of Zadie Smith, I am currently reading a proof copy of her husband, Nick Laird's first novel, Utterly Monkey. A stonking good read, tightly written, as only poets can write, a great caper crying out for a movie deal. A lot of the features of the protagonist seem autobiographical: the Northern Irishness, corporate city lawyer, attactive black lover, the blue SMEG refrigerator. Recommended.