Late home from work. Tired. Smile with love and delight when arrive at garden gate. Walk through house, meet and talk with people. See neighbour walking past east windows with shotguns over shoulder. Trot to window and chat. He looks tired too. Assess bruises on right shoulder, the result of badly held shotgun whilst standing in ditch shooting pigeons. Agree later date to meet for second shooting lesson - furred game. Fecking rabbits.