Voters in Andrea Leadsom's own constituency -and indeed those in the constituency of Theresa May - are opposed by huge margins to a return to fox-hunting. According to a projection carried out by Ipsos MORI, 81% of voters Andrea Leadsom's constituency back the Hunting Act, with just 18% favouring repeal. In Theresa May's constituency, the figure is 80%.
Cub hunting is the secretive and illegal practice of training young inexperienced fox hounds to hunt and kill fox cubs. The Hunting Act has been in force for over ten years and yet still hunts continue to train young hounds to hunt and kill foxes. Hunts usually meet early in the morning but sometimes in the evening before the sun sets when the foxes' scent is strongest.
Seeing as we invented trophy hunting, the British Government really should take a lead in stopping it. In the wake of the Cecil outcry, the Government has threatened to ban the importation of lion trophies into Britain, but only if there isn't significant improvement in trophy hunting practices. A review has been commissioned, but it is a two-year review. The simple fact is that lions like Cecil can't wait that long. They only have until the next crossbow or bullet from a wealthy trophy hunter penetrates their skin.
I'm not a gambling man, but I'm betting that Scotland's fox hunting packs are a bit nervous right now. A review of what they have been up to is currently being conducted by the Scottish government. Should the verdict be that the legislation banning hunting is somehow being skirted around, then tougher measures may well be brought in. And I for one believe that this will not only have implications for the hunts in Scotland, but also for those in England.
We represent the vast majority of the British public who abhor the killing of animals for 'sport'. People should realise that if they support fox hunting, then they support the violence and gut-wrenching horror described above, and that they are going against the will of the public. And we need police authorities, in some cases, to start taking all this more seriously.
On the morning of the hunt, the man reappeared. He was carrying an empty sack, and a pole with a net attached. Clearly he had come to collect the fox. But the fox wasn't there. Puzzled, he looked around for a while before leaving. It must have been very confusing for him... A little later, the hunt met, just down the road.