My First Novel Was Rejected By Some

Herbert, My Father, Was Born In Britain But Went Out To Africa In His Teens To Join His Father And Built Up An 18,000-acre Ranch In What Was Then Northern Rhodesia, Providing Work For The Locals. He Was My Hero When I Was A Boy.

Beware Of Your Most Implacable Enemy-yourself.

I Am A Closet Birdwatcher. I Can Identify Southern African Species, But It Irks Me I Can Barely Tell A Jay From A Blackbird In The U.k.

When I Vacate This Sack Of Old Bones I Won't Care What You Do With It. Bury Or Burn It But Don't Make Much Fuss.

I Put My Soul Into Every Book I Write.