So ... the RSPCA, on advice from Stephen Woolner (a former Crown Prosecution Service chief inspector) has decided to cease it’s previously relentless legal pogrom against the fox-hunting fraternity in the face of an embarrassing prosecution failure rate. It should be noted, too, that the RSPCA’s new head of prosecutions is an ex-CPS employee and … Continue reading RSPCA / CPS … A New Alliance
The grey squirrel has become rural enemy number one in recent years for good reason. Its relentless bark-stripping and nest raiding have put it firmly on the list of a “shoot-on-sight” species. Foresters, farmers and country folk have all evidenced its danger to tree cultivation and to resident songbird species. On shooting estates, predation of … Continue reading Grey Squirrel Control … An Extract
The Hunters Way, Chapter Two "Nature's balance displays beauty and decay in equal measure. She shows benevolence and cruelty in equal measure. What is good for some of Her charges is bad for others. What is bad for some of Her charges is good for others. The gale-felled tree shelters the ground game and hides … Continue reading The Hunters Way. An extract.
The Wonder Of Woodies Let’s give credit where credit’s due. Sit for a while and watch the woodpigeon closely. Perched on the bough you could mistake it for a clownish bird. It’s head and feet seem too small for the round body. In the boughs, it lacks the dexterity of the crow family, moving clumsily. … Continue reading Through The Wild Eye
Picture this? A group of families, clubs, work-groups or neighbours gather together to celebrate a long established British tradition. They dress for the occasion and enjoy the mutual interest and camaraderie of their like-minded associates. New friendships will be forged, old ones renewed on what may be for many the only occasion they will meet … Continue reading Gunpowder, Treason and … Hypocrisy?
If the marsh harrier (Circus aeruginosus)has become the most iconic bird of the Norfolk Broads, it is probably because it has usurped the grey heron (Ardea cinerea). The general public always tend to romanticise raptors, which I guess is understandable. Those large carnivorous killing machines, the hawks, harriers and eagles, stir something in the human … Continue reading The Harnser
My suspicions were aroused by the huge log-piles stacked up near the farm as I parked the motor. I had only been away for a fortnight and while driving on to the estate I had sensed something big had been happening. The stacked timber (destined for the sawmill) and the overwhelming scent of pine sap … Continue reading Pine Scent and Parasols
You know, sometimes we go off thrill seeking or looking for that ‘different’ view that takes our breath away. I’ve never been one for pyramids, temples, skyscrapers or other artificial vistas. Half the reason I moved to Norfolk fifteen years ago was due to it raw beauty, coastline, inland waters and big skies. Meeting my … Continue reading Taverham Mill Nature Reserve- A Hidden Norfolk Gem
If you are in the public eye (and in a very minor way, I am, as a country-sports writer) you need to watch what you say. If you’re happy to say it, then you need the balls to defend it too. I joined a petition tonight aimed at the BBC asking them to moderate the … Continue reading Witch-Hunts & Wildlife Wars
The opportunity to spend a few days in North Wales was too much to resist, even for this hermit. We booked a cracking cottage (Ty Bwclyn) near Dinas on the Llyn Peninsula, set below a 370m hill called Carn Fadryn. Compared to nearby Snowdonia, the granite-tipped crag was insignificant yet was set to capture my … Continue reading The Ravens Of Carn Fadryn