Captain Pug book review #AdventuresofPug

Welcome to my ‘Captain Pug’  book review!

Captain Pug 1 review book for children Bloomsbury publishing Dog who sailed the seas fiction Laura James Eglantine Ceulema

Here we have a lovely little tail tale which follows Pug and Lady Miranda on a  nautical adventure.

The first thing I noticed was that, given it’s a book for children, at 124 pages long, it doesn’t take long for the author Laura James to build up Pug into a lovable character.

You see, Pug is afraid of water and isn’t very keen when Lady Miranda turns him into a seafaring Captain for a day!

Nonetheless, he perseveres and we come to the point when Pug faces his fear of water.  A fear that Lady Miranda is unaware of.  This worries Pug.

We now learn that when Pug gets sad and worried, he gets hungry.  As luck would have it, his nose leads him to an unattended picnic basket, which he falls into…

And so the adventure really starts… with a Pug-napped Pug!

The story moves on at a good pace, which is great for children.  James’ story-telling kept the attention of our little girl (aged 6), who loves a good book.

And what good story for children is complete without good illustrations?  They appear on every page and help to move the story on.

Captain Pug 1 review book for children Bloomsbury publishing Dog who sailed the seas fiction Laura James Eglantine Ceulemans literacy reading

One of our favourite parts was when Pug finds himself the captain of a boat in a rowing race.  He’s very worried about being on the ‘open sea’ but there’s no food to calm his nerves.  He barks and barks, which the crew take to be him ‘barking orders’ and row faster!

The speed worries Pug even more, but with no food on paw hand to calm him down, he barks more, which makes the oarsmen row even faster…

Will Captain Pug and his crew win the boat race?

I’ll leave it there for you to find out for yourselves!…

The final verdict from us?

A heart-warming, slightly farcical story for children; as we follow a pug who faces his fear.  Beautiful, colourful, quirky illustrations and endearing characters.

The right length to enable a good adventure to unfold.

A portable size too – perfect for little(ish) hands and to slip into a bag for an adventure on the move!

And a good price… published by Bloomsbury and available from Amazon
for £5.99

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And in January 2017…

Cowboy Pug is coming!  Yeee-haaa!

We’re looking forward to reading a new adventure with Pug 🙂

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We were sent this book to review but all opinions are my own. 
Also, this post contains affiliate links.

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Visiting hours ~ flash fiction

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She loved cliches.  She could use them ’til the cows came home!

Her life had been full of cliches recently, or at least close to cliches.

She’d come to terms with a lot of things; she’d overcome a whole range of emotions and now she felt another chapter closing.

At first, she’d found it really hard to let go but then she’d seen the sense.  In fact she’d seen how it had all slotted into place perfectly, almost as if it was meant to be.

She’d taken comfort in that.  After weeks of sorting, clearing, reminiscing, she was now stepping through the door for the very last time.

She was just a visitor now.  The limbo was gone.  Time to move on.

Time for one last look around and then she’d close the door, lock it and she’d start again; a new chapter with so many exciting things on the horizon.  She hadn’t even realised that she was ready for all of this.  But she was.

It was all meant to be…

Visiting hours were over at last.

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Inspired by and sharing with ‘The Prompt’: The Visitor…
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Book review : Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

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I felt I could have written an essay on ‘Big Little Lies’ by Liane Moriarty
when I’d finished reading it.  An essay about the genius of the themes interwoven through it: bullying, Domestic Violence, friendship.   (I had been rooting for one of the heroines from around halfway through.)  That’s why I loved the discussion points at the end and I’ve never come across this before.  I even discussed them with my hubby who doesn’t really read and had no idea what I was raving on about!   But I felt the need to de-brief myself after this powerful novel.

Admittedly, it wasn’t until a good few chapters in that I felt the novel really took off and I did get a bit impatient with it, due to the focus on the cattiness of the school run: humourous and ironic as it was.  Once the main themes had been introduced though, it really took off and I was hooked, making this a book that was very difficult to put down!

It really was one of those books that left me feeling a bit dazed for the rest of the day while I fully digested it.  In a good way…

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So tell me, have you read any of Moriarty’s books?  Does this sound like your cup of tea (with biscuit?)

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The Time for What? ~ Flash fiction

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My accidental fiction has been rekindled… Before we go into the story, a quick run-down: – Frank and Louise are pregnant… with twins!  Louise is extremely excited but Frank is very uneasy about the whole ‘twin’ thing.  He was over the moon about the ‘baby’ but appears to be feeling resentment towards Louise’s twin baby bump… let’s catch up –  the ‘Footnote’ that inspired this instalment:

The chief requirement of the good life, is to live without any image of oneself.

And the next instalment:

Frank found himself clock-watching with anticipation in a plush waiting area.  Louise wouldn’t tell him what they were waiting for and Frank wouldn’t stop asking questions.  Nor would Louise give any definitive answers.

On arrival, Frank had given the inside of the foyer a quick once-over.  To him, it looked like a slightly above average office block with a slightly above average looking reception area.  At least, he assumed it was a reception area.  It was difficult to tell without a receptionist manning ‘it’.  Being Sunday, there was no-one else around.  Just Frank, Louise and the ever-growing bump.

Louise’s phone had been beeping, announcing an incoming text randomly. By the look of excitement building on her face, it was clear to Frank that the time was getting close.

The time for what?

He was just relieved that they were spending some time together, and not surrounded by baby shop magazines or stockpiled nappies that were on offer.  Time with his wife was precious indeed.  It was certainly getting increasingly difficult to be intimate due to practicalities of bumps and also Louise’s lagging energy levels.  Not to mention Frank’s growing resentment interfering with his libido.  In fact, intimacies were very low on the agenda these days.

“Here she is!” came Louise’s voice, breaking into Frank’s thoughts.

‘She’ entered the foyer with a broad smile that was slightly too corporate.

Offering a hand out to Louise she said, “Good morning, are you both ready for your 4D scan?”

Frank could have given several reasons for not being ‘ready’.  The cost of the scan for one.  With twins on the way, there were a whole host of other, more practical things to spend money on.

And they would be meeting the babies soon enough; why did Louise have to allow ‘their’ precious time together to be invaded by baby talk?  Again.

Purely for an easy life and to keep the peace, he gave a false smile that rivalled this woman’s.  The truth was, he was dreading the twins’ arrival.  He’d have been quite happy with one baby.  Louise was so wrapped up in the pregnancy that she didn’t seem to notice Frank’s mood swings.  And he couldn’t blame the hormones.  Not pregnancy ones in any case.

Any outsider could clearly see that Frank needed to open up to Louise about his feelings but would he?  Or would he continue to grimace for the remainder of the pregnancy journey… and most probably beyond?

…Find out as the story continues…

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 My ‘Accidental Flash Fiction’.  It’s not just a flash in the pen…

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“The E.D.D.” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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Frank and Louise couldn’t decide whether to find out the sexes of their babies.  Both were of the opinion that they had waited this long and come this far that it didn’t matter whether they were pink or blue.  But still, Louise did window shopping in abundance.  From the car seats to the cots, everything was discussed incessantly.  But it was this incessant chatter, this incessant planning that riled Frank somewhat.

How could he ever admit this though?  More importantly, how could he get his head around that odd feeling of resentment that he had towards Louise’s growing bump?  He wanted his wife back.  He wanted her to lavish attention on him, not on baby grows and sterilising equipment.

Frank wondered privately what was the point of planning when you had an EDD?  As if to answer his silent question, Louise openly declared that planning was everything.  After all, the Estimated Delivery Date was just an idea, just a scientific tool to measure clinical detail and growth.  Really, the babies would come when they wanted to and it was best to be prepared, Louise declared.

And so Louise’s countdown continued to the weeks until the next scan, as they got closer and closer to meeting their bundles.  Yet Louise’s growing bump was getting perilously close to pushing Frank further and further away…

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This story follows on from my previous Friday Fiction offering “Miraculous” and you can read the next installment “The Time for What?” here.  A mini saga seems to have naturally been created around parents-to-be Frank and Louise.  That’s what I love about writing, just going with the flow and seeing where it takes you!  This week’s piece is inspired by the ‘Footnotes’ quote:

“New discoveries in science and mathematics often consist of a synthesis between theories or concepts which have hitherto been regarded as unconnected.”
Dr. Anthony Storr, 1920-2001. British psychiatrist
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“Miraculous” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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So here’s the thing.  I needed inspiration for my ‘fantastic friday fiction’ offering.  

And here it is:

It was, quite simply, miraculous!  They had counted down to this moment from the second they had dared to announce to the world their happy news.

As every new parent does, both had held their breath while the Sonographer moved the dopplar over Louise’s tummy, which was yet to visibly swell.  Still staring at the screen in total awe of the slightly blurred image that had appeared, the Sonographer’s words were rather distant, echoey even.

Frank was suddenly aware of Louise squeezing his hand so much that the circulation would surely be cut off.  “So this is how it’ll feel during labour!” he mused to himself…

“Frank can you believe it?!” came Louise’s voice shrilling through his thoughts.

“Frankie, we’re having twins!!” came Louise’s ecstatic voice again.

“We’ll have it in stereo…” were Frank’s first thoughts.

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“Excited but scared” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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So here’s the thing.  I needed inspiration for my ‘fantastic friday fiction’ offering.  

And here it is:

It was nearing the end of the all important 1st stage.  They were beyond excited to be able to talk about it very soon.  Excited but nervous.  Excited but scared.  Mainly excited though.

They felt it was something they had to do together.  It wasn’t right that some should find out before others, they thought.

Was it silly that they considered this to be one of the most important decisions of their lives?  Well, one way or another, they had waited long enough for this moment.

So, the obvious way to announce it ‘officially’ was to both press ‘enter’ together and post up a pink and blue bib on their facebook statuses.  Then their social media statuses would post the symbol for everyone to see.  After too many miscarriages that were not public knowledge, the couple had announced their delightful news!

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Inspired by the quote “Every status has its symbol.” ~ Advertising slogan.

Because social media statuses seem to be where it’s at…

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“It’s not always about the brains” ~ My Fantastic Friday Fiction Offering…

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It’s not always about the brains

Take a look at the smooth surface of the cabbage,

Compared to the nobbly brain ‘nodes’ of the cauli;

As the latter graduates from college,

They should, in theory, get more ‘lolly’.

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But this isn’t always the case,

Oh no ’tis not so,

For the cabbage may have their wit

And more ‘get up and go’.

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It’s not always about the brains

But how you think things through,

We’re all different after all,

There’s one ‘me’, there’s one ‘you’…

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Inspired by the quote “Cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.” ~ Mark Twain, 1835-1910, American author and humorist

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