Following advice from a stalker with decades of experience and with forecasts of 25mph winds accompanied by driving rain, I decided my warm bed and attractive wife was a far more pleasant prospect than trudging across waterlogged fields for the chance of spotting a roe silly enough to have abandoned his or her sheltered spot curled up under a hedge.
But was that the right decision? (Wife still feeling as ill as when she went to bed with last night so that does not enter the equation!) Did anyone else venture out into the autumnal rain and wind this morning only to have the opportunity to count does or even see an elusive buck?
But was that the right decision? (Wife still feeling as ill as when she went to bed with last night so that does not enter the equation!) Did anyone else venture out into the autumnal rain and wind this morning only to have the opportunity to count does or even see an elusive buck?