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Hunter’s remorse
As a boy, my hunter’s remorse was as strong as my urge to kill but as I grew older, I enjoyed my share of bloodlust
Aidan Hartley
In the Great Depression my father settled on the Aberdares slopes with a clear river that cut through forested gorges full of rhino, buffalo and elephant
In his presence, I felt an incredible closeness
I found such comfort while doing my sun salutations badly
Life
The story of Kenya’s Europeans such as the 5th Baron Delamere, who died recently, is one of hard work