Sibling revelries: the joy of a family shoot

“The shoot isn’t a livelihood or part of the farm’s income, it is there purely for the enjoyment of it”

Being one of four children and growing up on a farm, there was always someone to go outside and play with; building endless dens, making campfires, exploring the woods and playing numerous games of capture the flag. They say you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family. I was exceptionally lucky that my three siblings were the best muckers to grow up with, and I couldn’t have chosen them better if I’d tried.

As the four of us got a bit older, our wanderings began to involve an air rifle, and later a .410, with explorations turning into hunts for rabbits and pigeon. Throughout our childhood, we developed a deep and lasting intimacy with our farm and the