• All in the eyes

    I could see the initial shock and then flicker of resignation in his eyes. After a nine-month campaign of illegal poisoning, the game was up. I looked around, it was a beautiful part of the world, rolling hills with contouring woodlands – just perfect for soaring but not so if you were a buzzard or raven, both sentenced to death on the Sufton shooting Estate.

    I felt pity; you see, he was also a victim. In fact…