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By coincidence, my work sent me out to watch a hunt. I followed it on foot an inexplicably popular spectator activity that involves a lot of driving around and standing in fields, hoping to see the hunt pass by. It seldom did, but the hours of waiting about with a Countryside Alliance press officer revealed the sophistry behind fox-hunting to be at a level way out of my own league. "We love Charlie," the woman assured me. Charlie? "Charlie Fox!
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We had to be silent as the fox came past, or we might send him running back into the hounds. "And that," said the lady from the Countryside Alliance, "would be really unfair"
Christmas Day was spent with a 14-year-old girl and her...See the full content of this document
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