SOME VERY DEAR friends of mine in Norfolk have a dog called Mungo Park, a Scottish terrier of advanced age. Having the proportions you would expect of a groundhugging Scottie, he is as physically far removed as you could imagine from the strapping young explorer after whom he is named. Nevertheless, what he lacks in grandeur he makes up for in spirit. I have always thought him a worthy namesake of the man who found the Niger (found in a European sense, of course – those Africans who needed to knew exactly where it was and how it flowed) over 200 years ago.

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