Stories Of A Poacher: Bob In His Mid Twenties by Bob Redwater
We kept any pheasants or partridges and hare but got fed up of eating rabbits however they were cooked. I made pate with the livers. Rabbits were my mainstay and I traded them with the local butcher for a selection of butcher meat, eggs and tomatoes. He gave me a generous exchange rate and I went home with a bag of meat and no rabbits that I had to skin.
One morning there was a black rabbit among my haul and the butcher shoved it quickly under the counter in case any passing customers suspected he was selling cats to eat. When I had a big haul of rabbits I traded some of them for fish at a shop in Tollcross.
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