Coming from quite a townie family, the only ones that I ever remember being interested in hunting were me and my Grandad - Mums Dad.
...... He's a Welshman, ex-army and a train driver.
When I was a kid in the early/mid 80s (I would have been 5 or 6 yrs old), I'd sometimes stay over at Nan & Grandads - we'd get up early and walk to the fields a couple of miles away to check his snares.
Sometimes on the way, he'd pull out a catapult, if no one was around, and take a pigeon off a lamppost - this was usually just as the sun was coming up.
..... I remember his coat