I was surprised to receive an invitation to a Private Eye lunch, and then disappointed to realise that I had to turn it down as Champion Chase day was unmissable in my calendar. But another invitation arrived and yesterday I attended one of the famous Private Eye lunches. I left, as I expected, slightly sozzled.
It was probably the first time that a Hen Harrier Day badge had been worn at an Eye lunch – and the last? Surely not the last! But the badge started several conversations going about grouse shooting, and the vote for our national bird. I believe I recruited one vote, at least, for the Hen Harrier.