12-bore when I was 16. It was a BRNO sidelock non-ejector, purchased from an advertisement in with the aid of a loan from my mother. The BRNO replaced a single-barrel AYA .410, and it proved to be much more effective against the local woodpigeons. I was an avid reader of this magazine, and so I was well aware that though I had a suitable gun, I also needed an equally suitable dog. Thankfully, this was no problem: I recruited the family cocker spaniel, Kim, to join me on my shooting
