Right. Just what I want. Another big thick square book to lug around!

If it was Tuesday, it was London.

Back home after my travels, and judging by the date I registered this, I must have picked it up from the swap shelf in the City of London YHA hostel, my cheap and cheerful home away from home.

And then lugged it the rest of the way around the world through Ireland, Wales, Germany, the USA and Canada.

Finished it today, back home in Canberra. Well, what can I say? Wilbur Smith knows how to tell an exotic yarn, full of sex and violence, romance and adventure. You won't be bored with this book. Not sure where it fits into his African sagas, but devotees of Wilbur Smith will probably have family trees drawn up.

I liked it - not for any literary merit, but for the sheer enjoyment of a good story, well told.