It’s prime time for bunny shooting
"You do know that the rabbits are undercutting the caravans, I suppose,” my wife asked rhetorically during the week. “Some of the vans look as though they’re about to slip away into a sinkhole, never to be recovered. I could really do with you knocking a few bunnies off just to show the tenants that we’re trying to do something about it. While you’re out, try to get the one that’s eating my chives.”
Well, it’s not often that Mrs G deliberately begins a conversation about shooting. Still less frequent are the occasions when she actively commissions me to undertake my favourite pastime. “You’ll have to stay off the site itself,” she continued.
“One or two fewer bunnies would be appreciated”
“But a few bangs and one or two fewer bunnies would be appreciated. What are you doing tomorrow night?”
Ordinarily, a short-notice call to
