E HAD put more logs on the fire and the flames were rising. Paddy Connor backed his chair further from the heat. “My skin is still sensitive from the shot,” he said. We’d spent the day at a guineafowl shoot; one of the other guns had ignored the ‘blue sky shots only’ rule and fired a shot in his direction. Two number 6 pellets had stung his bare forearm and neck, and one had hit his bearded chin. His clothing may have stopped others. Fortunately, when he heard the
