"Glorious Twelfth" of August through February 1.

Befriend the right Brit and you'll spend this time chasing wild grouse, pheasants, and other decorative game, while enjoying the cachet that comes from being invited to kill animals alongside the right people.

 

"Chasing" isn't exactly the right word, you'll more be standing perfectly still in a field while people direct the birds straight into your path so you can shoot them. You then get into your landrover and drive to the next field where you can stand perfectly still again. This will cost you thousands of pounds...

 

you're up late Sir! (off-topic I know )

 

eep, look at the time:tongue:
:cheers2:

 

Shooting holidays from glossy brochures are viewed with revulsion by the titled lot who dominate the sport. Expect pomp and circumstance galore: the wizened gamekeeper, the teenage "beaters," the blue-blooded dogs nipping at your heels.

 

Makes a change from them being slaughtered by motor vehicles, never seen such dum arse birds in my life.

 

my friend does beating, there's good money in it if you consider all you're being paid to do is walk slowly across a field.. then they all go to the pub, drink cider and eat roasted meat.