Dead foxes!

There used to be a good market for the skins but that alas has long gone , like so many good things from the past lol
 
Disposal of foxes? Prop them up on sticks and shoot maggies and crows that mob them. OOPs can't do that any more so incinerate them.
 
Disposal of foxes? Prop them up on sticks and shoot maggies and crows that mob them. OOPs can't do that any more so incinerate them.

Or prop it up during the night a 100 yards from a neighbouring keepers cottage so that it would be the first thing he saw when he opened the curtains in the morning and empty his rifle at it before realising.

Oh he was so impressed not lol.
 
Or prop it up during the night a 100 yards from a neighbouring keepers cottage so that it would be the first thing he saw when he opened the curtains in the morning and empty his rifle at it before realising.

Oh he was so impressed not lol.
Or better still wait till it had rigor then carefully thread it head 1st through a neighbouring sheep farmers front lawn gate to when he looked out the kitchen window all he could see was charlies arse and tail squeezing through his gate
which reminds me of a dead swaley ewe with rigor that was propped up in the middle of the road above the cat and fiddle pub at closing time and the ensuing hilarities that followed with several motorists sitting beeping the horn to no avail
 
I am reliably told that badger is delicious. There used to be a pub in Norfolk that specialised in serving it.


"Fox is far tastier; there's never any fat on it, and it's subtle, with a lovely texture, firm but soft. It's much more versatile than beef, and has a salty, mineral taste rather like gammon "

I'd be prepared to try it.
Badger ham is the traditional West Country way to eat it which makes sense when you think diet will be very similar to pigs
 
East Coker nr Yeovil pre 1972, Badger feast, Belly pork for the faint hearted.
Well well, I didn't know many people knew about that :)
I supplied them with a Badger whenever they wanted one during the late fifties. The pub landlord, whose name was Fox, used to lay on 'Georgian/Medieval' nights and some of them wore clothing of the times including the ladies !!
As a young lad I used to try and get an eye full of the ladies because some showed, to a young lad anyway, quite a lot above their frilly blouses ;-)
I think the last one was laid on in the early sixties, not sure who supplied the badger.
I was in Singapore at the time and my mother sent me a newspaper reporting Black Magic Rituals taking place in a remote country village at a Pub called the Helyar Arms - East Coker all over again !!
 
Well well, I didn't know many people knew about that :)
I supplied them with a Badger whenever they wanted one during the late fifties. The pub landlord, whose name was Fox, used to lay on 'Georgian/Medieval' nights and some of them wore clothing of the times including the ladies !!
As a young lad I used to try and get an eye full of the ladies because some showed, to a young lad anyway, quite a lot above their frilly blouses ;)
I think the last one was laid on in the early sixties, not sure who supplied the badger.
I was in Singapore at the time and my mother sent me a newspaper reporting Black Magic Rituals taking place in a remote country village at a Pub called the Helyar Arms - East Coker all over again !!

I was at the Helyar in 69 which I think was the last one. I ate the pork (I think) but we were well away at the time. First job keepering near there.
 
The ones we shoot are uplifted by SASA, a Scottish government body dealing with agriculture and associated pests/diseases.
They test for various diseases as well as infestation of Echinococcus multilocularis and Trichinella. Both of which the Uk has to prove disease-free status in order to trade livestock.
So we effectively shoot foxes for the government.
Another good reason for owning a rifle!

Ed
 
I was at the Helyar in 69 which I think was the last one. I ate the pork (I think) but we were well away at the time. First job keepering near there.
I can't think of any Estates that had Keepers near there, in fact I and a friend from Coker used to roam (with guns) almost anywhere from Coker up to Corscomb, Hardington and back round towards Barwick.
Whenever anybody heard a shot they used to refer to it as me the 'Boy from Redlands' although more of a man by then.
I think I stopped 'wandering' around '75 except for the odd trip back to visit friends.
 
I can't think of any Estates that had Keepers near there, in fact I and a friend from Coker used to roam (with guns) almost anywhere from Coker up to Corscomb, Hardington and back round towards Barwick.
Whenever anybody heard a shot they used to refer to it as me the 'Boy from Redlands' although more of a man by then.
I think I stopped 'wandering' around '75 except for the odd trip back to visit friends.
I worked on Somerton Erleigh estate for Col Bodden from Sutton Bingham/ Closworth, then Kingsdon for Dr Stack, then moved up as Headman to Kenilworth Warwk's.
 
I worked on Somerton Erleigh estate for Col Bodden from Sutton Bingham/ Closworth, then Kingsdon for Dr Stack, then moved up as Headman to Kenilworth Warwk's.
If you are referring to Somerton/Kingsdon the other side of Ilchester my Father was a member of that shoot and he used to take me beating when I was 13/14 in the early fifties.
I had a mate that used to live in a cottage that is now under Sutton Bingham resevoir, those were the days ;-)
 
Hmm ! a bit after my time I'm afraid. I remember a Col Batten, he farmed up by Sutton Bingham.
I did all my 'wandering around' during the fifties, left Coker in '60 but visited, friends, relatives and the Cemetery, on and off up until '82.
Interestingly, I kept my UK FC live during my absence using my Coker address.
Whenever I visited I used to touch base with the local bobby and he kept me up to date on what was going on around the villages.
One in particular didn't like/couldn't ride his bike up Lodge Hill so asked me to have a look as there was a report of dogs worrying sheep and thought I might know who owned them !!
Yes those were the days.
 
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