"The leopard hugged me & left. I felt a connection to something ancient. I must have Africa for my good works. You can’t, Harold. Africa is mine. I’m the Heir. You can have Australia. Off you go."
(Think you have to listen to audio version of this to truly appreciate it, as he obvs has. Yes, it's v short sentences).
‘I was alone. Abandoned. With only a hundred million in the bank’ – Spare, digested by John Crace