This weekend the PM family visited some friends in Kent, but still within the London urban sprawl. They're thinking of moving to somewhere more rural, perhaps in one of the nicer Medway towns like Faversham. Spotting an opportunity for a return to my old wildfowling squelching ground, I said:
_ Great! We could come and stay with you at the weekend and I could take your husband wildfowling!
_ You want to take him hunting?
_ Well why not, it would be fun, we could take your son too.
_ I don't know, why not? It would be good if you brought back a turkey or something.
At which point Mrs PM looked at me, replayed what she'd just heard in her mind, then burst out laughing. "A turkey??!". "Well I don't know, whatever they hunt there." answered our friend. "I'm going to have to learn more about the countryside, aren't I?".
Yes, yes I think I may buy you a book on birds and wildlife.