Eragon, or The terrifying burden of reading books recommended by loved ones…

I didn’t love reading Eragon.  But I struggled right through because my son implored me to read it, his favourite book.  With talking dragons, magic, sword fights and an ordinary-boy-destined-for-greatness plot what’s not to like?  Absolutely nothing – if you are eleven years old, that is.  Cough, cough, formulaic, cough.  However my son also recommended…