Posted on September 3rd, 2016
This morning we were startled by two shots. Less than 150 metres from the house hunters had killed a sanglier, or wild boar, which had been hiding in the undergrowth. The hunters stood around the dead animal, talking excitedly, before loading the carcass into a van. They told me proudly they had shot two today. I have no appetite for this – my conscience prefers a camera.