Rather a good read, the confessions of an inveterate poacher and keeper-teaser, snare wires, long-tails, ferrets, natural cunning and pied dogs, but the full glory of this book is in its beautiful black and white graphic illustrations. A eulogy for the end of the old estates and the squirearchy and the resourcefulness of the tradition of poaching practised by the less well resourced, written by a self-confessed ‘congenital poacher’ with the poetic gift. Good, near perfect condition with paper dust wrapper, lightly foxed and spotted on the fly leaves.14 x 22 cm.