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Published 1990
There were so many different kinds of deer in India, from little creatures — such as the poor Bambi my mother shot on a Christmas Day shikar with the Maharaja of Bhopal and promptly burst into tears (which rather ruined her Christmas morning and didn’t improve my father’s either) — to big, moose-like animals that often rampaged through the outlying village crops. Nobody wept when they were shot, least of all the villagers. Consequently, venison was a familiar feature on dinner menus.
