Daylight saving devices

I am writing this in September and already there are distinct signs that the year is on the wane. Horse chestnuts are littering the hill out of the village where a truly venerable tree has provided gleaming conkers for the lads in the village to whack each other’s knuckles with, although this somewhat painful pastime is, like so many of the old ways, gradually disappearing.

The conkers on the road and Michaelmas daisies in the gardens are a sure sign that autumn is almost here. For many, particularly after the year we have just had, shortening days and cold nights are the last straw. However, for me, this has always been a time of year I look forward to.

This is purely and simply because of my fox control set up. In truth, I don’t much care for the cold nights but from the foxing point of view it’s getting dark noticeably earlier. From 25 October, when summer time ends and the clocks go back, my main foxing season starts. The harvest