Night Watch by Terry Pratchett

Sam Vimes sighed when he heard the scream, but he finished shaving before he did anything about it.
Then he put his jacket on and strolled out into the wonderful late spring morning. Birds sang in the trees, bees buzzed in the blossom. The sky was hazy though, and thunderheads on the horizon threatened rain later. But for now, the air was hot and heavy. And in the old cesspit behind the gardener's shed, a young man was treading water.
Well ... treading, anyway.
Vimes stood back a little way and lit a cigar. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to employ a naked flame any nearer to the pit. The fall from the shed roof had broken the crust.
"Good morning!" he said cheerfully.
"Good morning, Your Grace," said the industrious treadler.

Me = Fan.

Give this was Discworld#27 it's more about love of characters, style of books and the way you can curl up with it in a mink blanket and wake up a while later looking at the last page.

Fun things included more insight into Havelock Vetinari's fascinating past, meeting the mysterious Aunt in person and appreciating yet again Sam Vime's relationship with the Assassins Guild.

The Speed of Dark by Elizabeth Moon

No it's not space opera - nor is it medieval fantasy; it's a delightful mix of Flowers for Algernon and Cryptonomicon set in a not-distant future.

I hear a rumour Moon has an autistic son and I imagine that's the inspiration for this thoughtful and charming novel about the experience of autism vs 'normality'. It's very readable, quite gentle and from the perspective of a high-function autistic man.

I liked the way everything was interpreted through the veil of autism, the obsession with patterns, the inability to recognise faces, and the incredibly logical attempts to make sense of human behaviour.