Saucisson
Well-Known Member
I had the unpleasant experience of working for a very well known Leicestershire hunt and found the majority who worked there to be really quite poor specimens of the human race. Funnily enough the guys looking after the hounds were ok though.
If they weren't real knuckle dragging country bumpkins who could barely string a sentence together (I cooked a stir fry in a wok one night and was told you cook like a w*g
- yeah woks, their way out exotic aren't they, oh and nice racist word that I haven't heard for 20 years thanks), they were ridiculous toffs living in a little pre-first world war bubble.
The master would come to see the horses in the morning as they were being groomed, he'd say good morning and then the horse's name and not even acknowledge my existence silly old fart.
They also told me that they would generally loose one or two horses every season to broken legs and it was accepted that this was often due to poor riders. It was considered to be an acceptable loss as, hey, who cares if you can't ride as long as you can pay.
I wasn't anti-hunting before I worked there but I sure was after put me right off.
If they weren't real knuckle dragging country bumpkins who could barely string a sentence together (I cooked a stir fry in a wok one night and was told you cook like a w*g
The master would come to see the horses in the morning as they were being groomed, he'd say good morning and then the horse's name and not even acknowledge my existence silly old fart.
They also told me that they would generally loose one or two horses every season to broken legs and it was accepted that this was often due to poor riders. It was considered to be an acceptable loss as, hey, who cares if you can't ride as long as you can pay.
I wasn't anti-hunting before I worked there but I sure was after put me right off.