Three things. One: going about my life I suddenly saw them, the local hunt in their lorry – redcoats hunched in the front, hound faces pushing through bars. Off to a meet. The immediate anxiety. Where? I worry all day because they are close enough. Two: the monitor we interviewed last week has had her car back window smashed in. The latest in a series of violent attacks. Three: one of our facebook members has been invaded by a hunt, for the third time, he is distraught. What can he do to keep them away?

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