Accept and enjoy
Occasionally I am asked to act as a Gun at field trials and I always accept with enthusiasm, for these events are both interesting and — dare I say it — amusing. Last autumn I watched a poor soul who had abandoned any pretence that her dog was on the line of a runner, vainly whistling while her labrador indulged in the canine equivalent of a drunken spree, galloping through the sugar beet and raising birds in all directions.
To my left stood the headkeeper, his face, after years of self-discipline, quite expressionless, and to my right two judges erased the beast’s name from their sheets.
Even more rewarding to the keen student of human behaviour is the face of
