my dad sounds liek he had a similar childhood to your grandad, his family was poor he saved up for weeks on end to buy a ferret. he used to bunk off school and go ferreting to feed his self. he told me one christmas there wasnt going to be a christmas dinner so he took his catapult and ventured miles to a game estate called wynyard he tried shot after shot to get a pheasant but with no luck he waited until the las pheasant dropped in bang head shot he said it dropped like a stone. this just shows you dont need the best of equipment to hunt, just a catapult and a bit of led to get yourself a pu