With bunny barometer on full alert
A severe frost overnight left a white crust mantling the land as far as the eye could see and the ground was like iron. This might seem like the archetypal ferreting weather, but I’m too long in the tooth to fall for that one. I know all too well that if the rabbits don’t want to bolt, they won’t.
And if it’s difficult to go in and rescue the ferrets, the day feels a whole lot longer.
Dalton Smith and Jack Ellis travelled from Sheffield, two lads imbued to their bones with a characteristically northern love of the countryside. Last summer they
