OUNDS please,’ announced the huntsman and his horn sounded ‘moving off’. With those time-honoured commands, the hunt servants and field of the Fife Foxhounds rode into history from their last meet. We watched them pass us on fresh horses with their tails up, my wife, my father-in-law and I, on their way to draw the bright-yellow gorse on Dunbog Hill on a
Blowing for home
Mar 22, 2023
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