On Her Majesty's Secret Service by Ian Fleming

I needed an audiobook to listen to while driving home from the native lands. After the intense but worth it memoir by Hunter Biden, I needed something of a pallet cleanser and what a good choice. Never really seen in the movies, though the Daniel Craig versions are better about this, is James Bond as a human. Yes, he has a drinking problem, and beds more than a few females without (some would say proper) courtship, but all of the Ian Fleming novels reveal a human side to 007. I recommend this for exactly what I used it, a pallet cleanser. Bond fans will likely have read it, but those of us on the fringes won't have picked up the books. This is a fun little read and is a mile post between the dense John La Carre spy novels and the drivel produces by hacks like James Patterson or Dale Brown