read it from the start,d rocks,,,handfull of birds come over to my ground,,, the farmer, his not a big fan of the estate,, over the years,,hes bin,,walked on bye the estate,,money comes into it again,,,so he lets me shoot on there,,,there s not a court in G,B what wud find that a leagal,,, theirs more than me in the house that cud write this,,,theres 11 of us,,,which 1 his it,,lol//// any way im gutterd im not on the lamp tonite,,blowing like fack,,,,mite go out wid me gun,,,