I was born on a farm in Kenya at a time when almost anywhere you went outside you would see antelopes, zebra, warthogs, giraffe and many others. At night, lions would roar their mighty challenges; leopards would give their warning coughs; hyenas would whoop with joy; and jackals would chuckle loudly in anticipation of their nightly feed.
It was growing up in this environment that fostered my love of the wild and the life within it.
I discovered that wild animals were intelligent – each with their own skills, strengths and personalities – and deeply loyal.
These have been among the key themes of two of my novels, including my first titled Fighting Frantically For Survival, about the struggle to protect wildlife from poachers in Africa.
The civilisation of Africa has led to the decimation of African wildlife, which continues to this day. It has been slowed to an extent by a number of countries legislating for rangers to be permitted to shoot and kill poachers.
Despite this, the African Elephant remains one of the most sought after prizes for poachers.


