3) No Great Mischief, by Alistair MacLeod
A rather beautiful novel about the experiences of generations of a Highland family settled in Nova Scotia, with excursions to Scotland and various other parts of Canada; interlocking tales of tragedy and loyalty, against the backdrop of global conflicts, both recent and long past. (I had not realised that Wolfe was a commander both at Culloden and Quebec.) MacLeod’s style feels somehow more Scottish (eg Iain Banks) than Canadian (eg Robertson Davies). I read it very quickly, but enjoyed it a lot.