BELIEVE IT OR NOT, even among ruddy-faced men who blaze away at plump pheasants while wearing little tweed trousers there can still be a fair dollop of virtue signalling.
Currently tucked away at the back of my freezer are six woodcock. For those of you who’ve never had the pleasure, woodcock are chunky wading birds with long bills, round bodies like cricket balls, and intricately patterned russet plumage that allows them to go unseen
