A few weeks ago I was invited by dear friends to accompany them to Nambiti, a game reserve on which are a number of different lodges. I have always enjoyed the bush, so I accepted with alacrity and we duly set off for twenty-four hours of relaxation. Going to the bush is guaranteed to remove you from your world of technology, work pressures, and diets. In the bush you eat well and often, including Land Rover stops in any clearing free of animals. Here you are plied with a variety of goodies and drinks. A word of caution at this point. If you consume copious amounts of liquid and require a "comfort stop", the only place to "go" is behind a bush, which in mid-winter has sparse foliage, or to take a brisk walk out of the view of your fellow humans. This is only for the intrepid! It calls for a need close to desperation to answer the call of nature IN nature. There are few things scarier than the knowledge that ANYTHING could be watching you. ANYTHING is far worse than