Does anyone fancy being beamed up for the day? The rut is just starting (Red Stags roaring) we could pack a hamper and go up into the hills at dusk, light a wee fire and sit round it drinking wine and whisky and eating venison sausages (done on the wee fire), oatcakes and chutney, listening to the roaring. Good blethers are guaranteed. Home for midnight then up in the morning for a day's stalking. Landrover holds seven and no doubt we will meet up with the other keepers. Lots of dogs allowed.