This strange quiet-voiced creature has been bringing baboons and birds into your front room at night for 50 years.
Take the kiwi, for example. To film it our creeping specimen got to the beach at dusk. "A small hunched homunculus stalked cautiously out of the bush". (That was the kiwi, not the media mogul.)
The Broadcasting Attenborough disguised his scent. "I lay down the line of seaweed and draped some rotting fronds over myself." Phew. That's scary.
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