I had my first certificate in 1976 .. in the days when shotguns were sold in mail order catalogues and you could stand you gun in the corner of your bedroom or under your bed or where ever you saw fit. I started my ferreting days at six years old with my dad on the market garden i was born and bred on. Saturday afternoons were spent picking pigeons up for my dad out on the peas and whatever else needed protecting.
My dad still frowns on shooting on Sundays, always has and always will but he`s old school and i love him for it.
It`s taken me over a year to make this decision but now i`m thinking the time is right. I`m giving the game up lock stock and barrel.
I`ll be honest, if it wasn`t for Jon i`d probably done this sooner. Jon gave me alot of oportunities in Dorset which kept my dreams alive but as we all know nothing lasts forever. I`m also finding myself thinking about family issues more and more and my grandkids are my world, especially where their health is concerened.
Though i`m selling up i`m not leaving the SD, i`ve made quite a few friends on here and thankfully those friends have always supported me on my fund raising activities for The Childrens Unit. In just over three years i`ve raised just over £7000 for various childrens charities in the UK and it`s on going.
In alot of respects i`m not sad because the years have given me a brilliant ride and some fantastic memories. No doubt one day i`ll miss it but hey .....