“One gun in the line has been shooting Gurston since 1973.” Time was when driven game shooting was done almost exclusively by landed gentry. English milords invited their peers from home and abroad to enjoy the largesse of their coverts, woods, moors and waters. The costs were, if not incidental, certainly not a deal-breaker to the men concerned. Landowners and their chums gathered together and were attended in their sport by legions of servants. Within the grand houses, butlers buttled and boot boys polished. While outside, ostlers ostled, chauffeurs jostled and under the beady and all-seeing eye of the headkeeper, underkeepers, beatkeepers, loaders, cartridge boys and estate workers provided the manpower to beat, stop and pick-up. All served their masters and few questioned this natural order of things.
Shooting continued…
