The game keeper and I
Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 10:40 pm
This is a little therapy session.
I have lived in my house for 22 years now and it is lovely spot. Despite being a very beautiful location we have our problems. All the local villagers have been up in arms about the travellers and I do get angry about the amount of fly tipping and littering. Still the travellers I've had contact with have been different but ok. The RAF were another issue a few years ago but I think my wife managed to pursuade them that they should be doing their low level sorties elsewhere. However today was yet another in the saga of me and the game keeper.
The previous incarnate was an okay guy. He took the kids down to show them the rearing pens and when his mob shot too close to the house and we had shot or the odd bird or two fall into the garden, he' try to make amends with a dressed brace. I'm a veggie but my wife was happy.
We know the local landowner whose mother runs an art gallery and was impressed when a close friend came to visit who was one of the curators of the Tate. We have received various invites to gallery openings etc. We also know the local estate manager who we have met many times when walking the tracks that lead off from our drive. Everything as it should be, we treat them with respect and they reciprocate.
My first meeting with this guy, the new game keeper was not nice and was about about 10 years ago. I have tried talking to him but he has the demenour of a bully boy and seems determined to try to intimidate me. He has even had a go at my wife (good luck mate) and even my kids. He has threatened to staple my dog to the back door etc.
He has written to the farm manager in the attempt to block us from the land, but in response she has written to us asking us to keep the dog under control, to not walk over the fields and headlands but to continue to enjoy walking on the tracks.
There have been several occasions when our paths have crossed over the years. He seems to think that he owns the place and that his dogs can porpoise through the crops and run amuck etc. but that I'm not allowed to witness the fact.
It was a lovely day today so this morning I thought I'd head down that way, I saw he was down there so thought I'll avoid confrontation etc. and went for a walk along the road. This afternoon no one was down there so I went down the track. When I was at the bottom I heard his 4 wheel drive racing along. I have on the last couple of occasions decided it best to ignore him. So I did. He pulled up and swore at me. I had no FKin right to be there I was not Fking welcome etc. He'd get a court order bla bal bla. I had to put up with a stream of verbal abuse for the bulk of my walk. When I returned to the exit of the track he had held the gate open while I exited so I couldn't help myself and said thank you.... He then started again and said don't you dare set foot on the land again. So I got a little angry and turned around and went back down the track about 50 yards. He then called up for re enforcements. I decided that I should just do what I had intended and ignore him and if he wasn't there, I'd be going home.
I had to have a ten minute Tai Chi session jut to get rid of the "energy" I might have used more productively....
I have lived in my house for 22 years now and it is lovely spot. Despite being a very beautiful location we have our problems. All the local villagers have been up in arms about the travellers and I do get angry about the amount of fly tipping and littering. Still the travellers I've had contact with have been different but ok. The RAF were another issue a few years ago but I think my wife managed to pursuade them that they should be doing their low level sorties elsewhere. However today was yet another in the saga of me and the game keeper.
The previous incarnate was an okay guy. He took the kids down to show them the rearing pens and when his mob shot too close to the house and we had shot or the odd bird or two fall into the garden, he' try to make amends with a dressed brace. I'm a veggie but my wife was happy.
We know the local landowner whose mother runs an art gallery and was impressed when a close friend came to visit who was one of the curators of the Tate. We have received various invites to gallery openings etc. We also know the local estate manager who we have met many times when walking the tracks that lead off from our drive. Everything as it should be, we treat them with respect and they reciprocate.
My first meeting with this guy, the new game keeper was not nice and was about about 10 years ago. I have tried talking to him but he has the demenour of a bully boy and seems determined to try to intimidate me. He has even had a go at my wife (good luck mate) and even my kids. He has threatened to staple my dog to the back door etc.
He has written to the farm manager in the attempt to block us from the land, but in response she has written to us asking us to keep the dog under control, to not walk over the fields and headlands but to continue to enjoy walking on the tracks.
There have been several occasions when our paths have crossed over the years. He seems to think that he owns the place and that his dogs can porpoise through the crops and run amuck etc. but that I'm not allowed to witness the fact.
It was a lovely day today so this morning I thought I'd head down that way, I saw he was down there so thought I'll avoid confrontation etc. and went for a walk along the road. This afternoon no one was down there so I went down the track. When I was at the bottom I heard his 4 wheel drive racing along. I have on the last couple of occasions decided it best to ignore him. So I did. He pulled up and swore at me. I had no FKin right to be there I was not Fking welcome etc. He'd get a court order bla bal bla. I had to put up with a stream of verbal abuse for the bulk of my walk. When I returned to the exit of the track he had held the gate open while I exited so I couldn't help myself and said thank you.... He then started again and said don't you dare set foot on the land again. So I got a little angry and turned around and went back down the track about 50 yards. He then called up for re enforcements. I decided that I should just do what I had intended and ignore him and if he wasn't there, I'd be going home.
I had to have a ten minute Tai Chi session jut to get rid of the "energy" I might have used more productively....