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Donald (he may not have brains but
he's ugly) Britton on Speed’s track taunting me with a severed deer head. We later recovered the head from where he
had hidden it in some gorse and found that the ear tag had been pulled out. 'Look, I've been killing your deer.' At “night-time”
of course, that is "my prerogative" after all. That's when I sneak around (like a coward) and "do things." He also indicated
to me by hand signals (beware the tape recorder) that he'd shot four deer on our farm. I knocked his arse in by telling him
that he had shot four of his own deer that he "had a receipt for."
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