I'd never read anything from Ishiguro before. I picked it up, read the entire thing in one day from dawn til dusk, and found it such an easy read. I didn't even feel particularly engrossed I just knew that I was enjoying it and I wanted to read on. I was unfamiliar with Ishiguro's craftmanship and was unwittingly sucked into his trap

I won't spoil anything, but I spent a good hour or so in silent reflection after finishing the book, and for the week that followed I barely worked and spent a lot of time thinking about the book and reading reviews to try and figure out what on earth had just happened to me