showing smug or uncritical satisfaction

with oneself or one’s achievements.


If Taji has a bone and Candi doesn’t,

Candi waits for a while then jumps up barking

in the hope that Taji will follow…sans bone. 

Should the said bone be left behind

Candi quickly doubles back and

takes command of the bone.


Fandango’s One Word Challenge:..Complacent

Book Review-Nightingale



Fiona McIntosh


Fiona McIntosh’s Nightingale was my sixth of this author’s offerings. However it was not my favourite.   Good, but not ‘up there’.  

While stationed off the shores of Gallipoli during World War I, Nurse Claire Nightingale meets and falls madly in love with Australian Light Horseman Jamie Wren.  Jamie is patched up and sent back to the front where he is again wounded.   Upon reaching hospital Jamie is told that Claire’s Hospital Ship sailed for the Western Front theatre of War shortly after he was declared fit for service and returned to the front some weeks earlier.

Still searching for each other in peacetime Claire receives notification of Jamie’s death, from his father.   Her world is shattered.  She has one last hope; a promised meeting for afternoon tea in London.

I enjoyed Nightingale, however I felt it was a three and a half star book, but not a four star read.   Therefore, instead of bumping my three and a half stars to four, I felt relegating it to three stars was the better choice.

Overall an enjoyable love story set against the backdrop of World War 1.

I thoroughly enjoyed


and rate it a three star story.rating.


At the time of writing my review

other Goodreads readers have rated


an average of 4.00 stars

from 1,086 ratings

 and 123 reviews.


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Still at Basil’s Farm,

not far from the lemon tree was this Fig Tree. 

At least I think a fig tree.


 As with the lemon tree…laden with fruit.






worth remembering or easily remembered,
especially because of being special or unusual.

Of all our sightings during our 2013 African Safari,

by far the most memorable was

sighting Limpy (the Lioness)

and her cubs.


At around six weeks old they were inquisitive.

While mum remained a comfortable 50 metres from us,

her cubs came to within 5 metres of our vehicle…

…where, to  our collective amazement,

they played for 20 minutes on

a pile of elephant dung.

As light faded and our vehicle started,

both cubs scurried away to the safety of mum.

Twenty minutes with two wild lion cubs

was well worth the 300 plus shots

I  click off that last evening in

South Africa, 2013.

We were told that Limpy was so named

because she had a deformed foot.

However, when hunting she showed

no sign of her disability.

Sadly, vets had to euthanize her in September 2014,

less than 12 months after meeting her offspring.