To in­crease our dis­com­fort, we had stopped in a place that was haunted by swarms of vi­cious mosquitoes which bit us mad­den­ingly and con­tin­u­ously

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Nowa­days, he works for Sky as well as the BBC, in­stantly recog­nis­able, uni­ver­sally adored, af­fa­ble on screen and in per­son. He still pur­sues any ob­jec­tive, whether a crea­ture or a con­vic­tion, with to­tal de­ter­mi­na­tion lightly veiled by charm and in­ge­nu­ity. On the page, as on the screen, he shares, shows, ex­plains. His style is dis­arm­ingly self-dep­re­cat­ing, ut­terly en­gag­ing.

Yet there re­mains some­thing elu­sive about him, as if he’d rather be in peril up some dis­tant river than any­where else. He is, in the nicest sense of the word, an ad­ven­turer and, like that other great voyager, Odysseus, a man of many wiles.

Early days: (clock­wise from top left) At­ten­bor­ough with a pan­golin, in Bali, In­done­sia; the then 26-year-old at work film­ing Zoo Quest in 1954; and in In­done­sia

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