That's how I got one of my first permissions. I had been poaching the land for ages when one of the tennants asked me to clear some rabbits from the veg plot at his tied cottage. He was the squire's cow man. After I'd ferreted the sets he told me that Mr. Elmhirst, the squire, wanted to see me so I walked down to his farm expecting to get a bollocking. Instead of a bollocking he said that he had realised that he couldn't keep me off the land so he might as well get some use out of the situation. He set me on to clear some pastures and from that rats in barns, pigeons........ Proper old scho