Are Brits the safest Shots?
“They shoot everything — blackbirds, song thrushes, everything,” my informant said with the kind of conviction only an eight-year-old can muster. It must have been the mid-1980s and the farm next door had started letting out shooting. Small, scruffy farm boys in the school playground were feverish with the news that Italians were here to shoot and they were murderous rogues.
We waited agog with expectation that any day now they would shoot a beater. But they never did and playground talk returned to Big Daddy’s feud with Giant Haystacks and the film. I have no reason to believe any of the allegations made were true — for all I
