By then I had talked to members of the Forestry Commission. I had seen the wooden towers from which marksmen keep count of the numbers, ages, and state of health of the deer, shooting the old and the hopelessly infirm. They are guided by an intimate knowledge both of the animals and the environment which supports them. I was told they take no notice of the insignificant number destroyed by the hunt. There is no justification for this cruel sport.
I welcome the decision of the National Trust to ban hunting in the areas they control ("Farmer who is glad to see the last of the hunt", 13 April).