Shooting Pheasants In Bluewater Wheatfields
A Memory of Bluewater.
Wonderful memories of my father who took me shooting for pheasants as a child with our Labrador dog in the then wheatfields of Bluewater. Later when the fields were excavated for chalk we would walk through the chalk pits with the dog and find a wealth of wildlife it was an idyllic childhood.
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