![]() They may not be with us here and now, but they are with me in spirit. That being said, now I make the effort to do little things that they enjoyed and I use that time to remember them, whether it be completing the puzzles they taught me the rules of, listening to music they liked or even reading the books they enjoyed. I had never contemplated that one day sooner than we would all like, they wouldn’t be here anymore. ![]() I have known and loved all my grandparents equally, but in hindsight, I wish I had gotten to know some of them better. Just over three months past my eighteenth birthday my last surviving grandparent died suddenly. ![]() To tell you a little of me, only one of my grandparents saw me grow to adulthood and even then only just. I knew at that point I wanted to read his books – and this series in particular. My grandad used to read Wilbur Smith, I was told as I pored over the book for the synopsis on the back cover. I was first introduced to Wilbur Smith as I stumbled across “Pharaoh” in one of my local bookshops with mum and dad. ![]() Today I am bringing to you a review of Wilbur Smith’s River God, the first in the series set in Egypt and narrated by Taita, a slave. ![]() It’s finally the weekend and we can all breathe a sigh of relief that another week is done. ![]()
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