Inside a hunter’s kitchen

You got him! That well-nourished fallow spiker centred in the fine cross-hairs of your Leupold variable scope fell where he stood from the superbly-placed shot delivered by your accurately tuned Brno 601 model .308-calibre rifle. His interior components now will provide sustenance for the hawks and crows salivating in the trees above as they watch you field dress your promise of fine venison for the family larder.

You have also removed his plush winter hide and made a mental commitment to entrust it to a mate with contacts in what is fast becoming a diminishing taxidermy industry on our shores. With that in mind, the hide is wrapped and tucked in a tarp in the back of your four-wheel drive. You store the succulent meat from the fielddismembered carcass - utilising as much of the animal as possible - in the couple of mobile fridges that are your