I doubt if our resident Partridges will follow us to Duns although they might be safer in our secluded wee garden there once the Guns of August get going. Mind you, with these two and the group of Pheasants who also take advantage of the Wife's hospitality we might well have a little shoot across our extensive lands before we move on. And if we could include the family of rats who have taken up residence in the wood pile that might add an extra dimension to a traditional shoot for any passing stockbroker.

We will also leave our two pear trees behind-not that the Partridges seem particularly interested.

Perhaps at Christmas?

If they survive until then

Labels: Old Manse, Partridges, Shooting Season, Stockbrokers

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