Jules Delahaije is such a dad. In fact, he is so dad he can’t help but be the windvane of all things dad—the stereotypical dad joke: “Did you know that every animal in Nairobi National Park is polygamous? Well, of course, except the ones in the car.” He lets it sink in, bursts out in laughter, and you can hear the poor captive audience sigh with audible weltschmerz.
Oh, yes. About that. We are at the Nairobi National Park because game-watching is one of his favourite activities. It is 6.45am, one of those cold Nairobi days that if you squint, you can see the sun shivering and asking for a comfort blanket and a cuddle.
