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To be honest all it stops is a chase across open ground. Thankfully we don't get many anti's where I live as Leicestershire is the heartland of hunting.

http://www.asos.com/Men/Sale/Cat/pgehtml.aspx?cid=8409&WT.ac=UK_GlobalBanner3 some nice jackets on here.

I used to like Next stuff a decade ago, but they've gone too far down the the studenty (scruffy) look for my liking. I just don't get why anyone would by new clothes that have been made to look worn.

To comply with the law, the huntsman must go into a wood or undergrowth with his hounds and try to flush a fox out in the direction of the bird. But it is not clear where "flushing out" ends and "pursuit" begins. There is also the question of what happens if the fox eludes the bird, or the bird can't safely be flown. The huntsman is legally bound to call off his dogs, but that is easier said that done and, to use the form of words favoured by hunts, "accidents do happen". Last year, the Cottesmore reported every fox accidentally killed by hounds to the police; this year the police, who would presumably prefer to be chasing burglars than fretting about dead foxes, have told it not to bother. http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2006/nov/07/hunting.ethicalliving?INTCMP=SRCH

Fantastic to see the Heythrop exercising the hounds, whilst hunting with the golden eagle.

Made me laugh most at 35 seconds.

At least Benidorm is on at 11.20. My favourite modern comedy. I think it's a repeat though.

Are you watching BBC 1 now?

Little Donkey.

Well Eastenders has certainly been cheery and pat isn't even dead yet.

When I grew up we never had central heating so this is hardly an issue, not that I believe your melodramatic story.

Why does this not surprise me?

I'm sure your sort are loving back to back hour long episodes of Emmerdale, Coronation Street and Eastenders.

Thankyou. That said I know that Rupert goes beagling, as does his friend Jeff Stelling.

Well you've got your noddy farmers (a place in the country sorts) and then you've got your born and bred country folk. You see it all the time with townies coming to the country and then trying to change it.

There are farmers and there are farmers. All the real farmers support hunting.

FFS i'm now on SKY News having just spent 10 minutes watching quest and learning how petrol tanks are made. FFS this is sh/t. And now it's adverts.

Aha. ITV 1 now. My favourite cartoon film as a nipper, but not the same now. And it reminds me of work. The latest thing is "merlin" which is another nine day wonder buzz initiative where you have to put yourself into the future and then look back on how you achieved where you are. I have to deal with all this sh/t every day and pretend it's genius. Why it can't just be called forward planning I don't know.

What a load of b/llocks. It comes to something when the highlight of the festive period is fat Pat keeling over.

Good article here about my favourite LABOUR mp. http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2010/dec/23/kate-hoey-mp-labour?INTCMP=SRCH

Are you from Londonderry NI?

It's very amusing. You just need to accept that the townies will never understand the countryside.

But I bet you'll be logging in throughout tomorrow in eager anticipation of "dunes 2011 boxing day meet pics'.

You should have seen the hoardes descending on Tesco's on Friday. You'd think they were stocking up for a siege. It's ridiculous as half of the stuff will end up in the bin. In this day and age we've never had it so good, but never been so spiritually poor.