You bloody silly fool!

A gun is no more dangerous than a cricket bat in the hands of a madman.

We didn't have counsellors rushing around every time somebody let off a gun. You just got on with it!

I don't claim to have any special interest in natural history, but as a boy I was made aware of the annual fluctuations in the number of game animals and the need to adjust the cull to the size of the surplus population.

A horse which stops dead just before a jump and thus propels its rider into a graceful arc provides a splendid excuse for general merriment.

It's not a very big one, but at least it's dead and it took an awful lot of killing!

You can't have been here long, you haven't got a pot belly.