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99 | spare.txt | 276 | He couldn’t resort to<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">his typical attitude when we were sharing an institution, couldn’t pretend not<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">to know me—or he’d be insubordinate.<span class... |
99 | spare.txt | 277 | When she came to me, she said: Oh... hello.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I smiled. |
99 | spare.txt | 278 | And blushed.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">The passing-out ceremony was followed by the playing of “Auld Lang<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Syne,” and then the c... |
99 | spare.txt | 279 | Granny gave a lovely speech.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">As the day work with wounded soldiers. |
99 | spare.txt | 280 | J let you have veterans, why cant you let<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">me have African elephants and rhinos?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I complained to Teej ... |
99 | spare.txt | 281 | Keep fighting, they said. |
99 | spare.txt | 282 | Theres room for both of you<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">in Africa. |
99 | spare.txt | 283 | Theres need for you both.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">So, with their encouragement, I embarked on a four-month fact-finding<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">trip,... |
99 | spare.txt | 284 | Botswana. |
99 | spare.txt | 285 | Namibia.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Tanzania. |
99 | spare.txt | 286 | South Africa. |
99 | spare.txt | 287 | I went to Kruger National Park, a vast stretch of dry,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">barren land the size of Israel. |
99 | spare.txt | 288 | In the war on poachers, Kruger was the<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">absolute front line. |
99 | spare.txt | 289 | Its rhino populations, both black and white, were<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">plummeting, due to armies of poachers being incentivized by Chinese and<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Vietnamese crime syndicate... |
99 | spare.txt | 290 | One rhino horn fetched enormous sums, so for<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">every poacher arrested, five more were ready to take their place.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span c... |
99 | spare.txt | 291 | They were also more<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">dangerous. |
99 | spare.txt | 292 | As browsers, they lived in thick bush, and wading in after them<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">could be fatal. |
99 | spare.txt | 293 | They didn’t know you were there to help. |
99 | spare.txt | 294 | I’d been charged a<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">few times, and I was lucky to get away without being gored. |
99 | spare.txt | 295 | (Tip: Always<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">213<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span c... |
99 | spare.txt | 296 | me/Afghansalarlibrary<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">know the location of the nearest tree branch, because you might need to<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></s... |
99 | spare.txt | 297 | I had friends who’d not been so lucky.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">White rhinos were more docile, and more plentiful, but perhaps wouldn’t<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span c... |
99 | spare.txt | 298 | As grazers, they also lived in open<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">grassland. |
99 | spare.txt | 299 | Easier to see, easier to shoot.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I went along on countless anti-poaching patrols. |
99 | spare.txt | 300 | Over several days in<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Kruger, we always got there too late. |
99 | spare.txt | 301 | I must have seen forty bullet-riddled<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">rhino carcasses.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Poachers in other parts of South Africa, I lea... |
99 | spare.txt | 302 | Bullets were expensive, and gunshots gave away their position. |
99 | spare.txt | 303 | So<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">they’d dart a rhino <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I regretted the job not being finished.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span>... |
99 | spare.txt | 304 | Yes.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">His head went back. |
99 | spare.txt | 305 | Surprised.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">What did he think we were doing over here? |
99 | spare.txt | 306 | Selling magazine<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">subscriptions?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">He asked if I’d killed anyone.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </... |
99 | spare.txt | 307 | I told the reporter that I<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">thought the British press was crap, particularly with regard to my brother<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">and sister-in-law, who’d just announced that t... |
99 | spare.txt | 308 | I admitted that I felt guilty every time I did, because<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">it made me complicit. |
99 | spare.txt | 309 | Everyone’ guilty for buying the newspapers. |
99 | spare.txt | 310 | But<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">hopefully no one actually believes what's in them.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">But of course they did. |
99 | spare.txt | 311 | People did believe, and that was the whole<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">problem. |
99 | spare.txt | 312 | Britons, among the most literate people on the planet, were also<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">the most credulous. |
99 | spare.txt | 313 | Even if they didn’t believe every word, there was<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">always that residue of wonder. |
99 | spare.txt | 314 | Hmm, where there’ smoke there must be<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">fire...Even if a falsehood was disproved, debunked beyond class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I looked down, highly dubious. |
99 | spare.txt | 315 | How long will this take?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">300<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class=... |
99 | spare.txt | 316 | I need a solution now.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Mike and I worked out a plan. |
99 | spare.txt | 317 | I could write a letter to Meg, which he’d<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">take home with him to Maun. |
99 | spare.txt | 318 | Teej could then photograph the letter and<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">text it to Meg. |
99 | spare.txt | 319 | (She had Meg’s number on her phone: I’d given it to her<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">when she first went to collect Meg from the airport. |
99 | spare.txt | 320 | )<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Now I just had to write that letter.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">The first chall... |
99 | spare.txt | 321 | A pen. |
99 | spare.txt | 322 | A biro! |
99 | spare.txt | 323 | My kingdom for a biro!<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Oh. |
99 | spare.txt | 324 | A biro. |
99 | spare.txt | 325 | Wow.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Somehow I found one. |
99 | spare.txt | 326 | The next challenge was finding a place to<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">compose.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I went off under a tree.<span class="Apple-convert... |
99 | spare.txt | 327 | I stared into space. |
99 | spare.txt | 328 | I wrote:<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Hey Beautiful. |
99 | spare.txt | 329 | OK you got me—cant stop thinking about you, missing<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">you, LOTS. |
99 | spare.txt | 330 | Phone went in river. |
99 | spare.txt | 331 | Sad face...Apart from that, having an<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">amazing time. |
99 | spare.txt | 332 | Wish u were here.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Mike left, letter in hand.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Days late... |
99 | spare.txt | 333 | We met up with Teej, who immediately said: Relax, I’ve already<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">had a reply.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">So it hadn’t been a dream... |
99 | spare.txt | 334 | Meg was real. |
99 | spare.txt | 335 | All of it was real.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Among other things, Meg said in her reply that she was eager to speak<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">to me.<span... |
99 | spare.txt | 336 | This time I brought a sat phone. |
99 | spare.txt | 337 | While everyone was finishing<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">dinner I found a clearing and climbed the tallest tree, thinking the<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">reception might be better.<span class="Apple-conve... |
99 | spare.txt | 338 | By<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">the time I got married, if I ever got married, there might be none left.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I don’t recall leaving th... |
99 | spare.txt | 339 | I don’t recall walking out to the altar. |
99 | spare.txt | 340 | I<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">have no memory of the readings, or removing the ring, or handing it to my<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">brother. |
99 | spare.txt | 341 | The ceremony is mostly a blank in my mind. |
99 | spare.txt | 342 | I recall Kate walking<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">down the aisle, looking incredible, and I recall Willy walking her back up<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">the aisle, and as they disappeared through the door... |
99 | spare.txt | 343 | She was a good match for my older brother.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">They made each other visibly happy, and therefore I was happy too. |
99 | spare.txt | 344 | But in<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">my gut I couldn’t help feeling that this was yet another farewell under this<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">horrid roof. |
99 | spare.txt | 345 | Another sundering. |
99 | spare.txt | 346 | The brother I’d escorted into Westminster<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Abbey that morning was gone—forever. |
99 | spare.txt | 347 | Who could deny it? |
99 | spare.txt | 348 | He’d never<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">again be first and foremost Willy. |
99 | spare.txt | 349 | We’d never again ride together across the<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Lesotho countryside with capes blowing behind us. |
99 | spare.txt | 350 | We’d never again share<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">a horsey-smelling cottage while learning to fly. |
99 | spare.txt | 351 | Who shall separate us?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Life, that’s who.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">I’d had the s... |
99 | spare.txt | 352 | In the Camilla era, as I’d predicted, I saw him less<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">and less. |
99 | spare.txt | 353 | Weddings were joyous occasions, sure, but they were also low-key<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">funerals, because after saying their vows people tended to disappear.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></... |
99 | spare.txt | 354 | We are primarily one<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">thing, and then we’re primarily another, and then another, and so on, until<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">death—in succession. |
99 | spare.txt | 355 | Each new identity assumes the throne of Self, but<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">199<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1">... |
99 | spare.txt | 356 | :me/Afghansalarlibrary<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">takes us further from our original self, perhaps our core self—the child. |
99 | spare.txt | 357 | Yes,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">evolution, maturation, us to a<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">place even more remote.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></... |
99 | spare.txt | 358 | Really? |
99 | spare.txt | 359 | Here?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Colder, heavier rain started to come down. |
99 | spare.txt | 360 | The instructors shouted that<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">we should imagine our helicopter had just crash-landed behind enemy lines,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">and our only hope of survival was to go by f... |
99 | spare.txt | 361 | We’d been given a meta narrative, which<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">we now recalled: We were a Christian army, fighting a militia sympathetic<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">to Muslims.<span class="Apple-conv... |
99 | spare.txt | 362 | Well, this sucks.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">We had a map, a compass, and each man had a bivvy bag, essentially a<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">body-length wa... |
99 | spare.txt | 363 | No food was allowed.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">206<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"... |
99 | spare.txt | 364 | me/Afghansalarlibrary<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Which way?<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p cl... |
99 | spare.txt | 365 | Lighted windows, smoke curling from brick<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">chimneys. |
99 | spare.txt | 366 | How we longed to knock on a door. |
99 | spare.txt | 367 | In the good old days people<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">would help out the soldiers on exercise, but now things were different.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Locals had been scolded many times by the Army; ... |
99 | spare.txt | 368 | I liked Phil, but I<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">started to feel something like unbounded love for the other man, because he<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">told us he’d visited Bodmin Moor as a summer walker ... |
99 | spare.txt | 369 | More, he knew how to get us out.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">He led, we followed like children, through the dark and into the next day.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span clas... |
99 | spare.txt | 370 | The temperature approached<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">freezing, the rain fell even harder. |
99 | spare.txt | 371 | We said to hell with our solitary bivvy<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">bags, and curled up together, spooned actually, like Mummy, whose last<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">sound on earth...would be a click.<sp... |
99 | spare.txt | 372 | Lemon<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">wedges on the cutting board, garlic and rosemary, gravy bubbling in a<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">saucepan.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p clas... |
99 | spare.txt | 373 | She was expanding my horizons, teaching me about<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">folk music and soul, James Taylor and Nina Simone.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"><... |
99 | spare.txt | 374 | It’s a new day.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p3"><span class="s1"></span><br></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">Maybe the wine went to my head. |
99 | spare.txt | 375 | Maybe the weeks of battling the<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1">press had worn me down. |
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