Bracelets and the Hunt

My cousin (second or removed or something but one of the ones I happen to love) visited last week on her way to the do-jon to receive her 5th black belt; btw – she’s nearing 60. She was telling me about her visit to her sister when they went on a fox hunt (something I so strongly hate) laughing because she refused to go until they explained that in over 20 years they have yet to actually CATCH a fox, and don’t intend to start now. Looked at in that light it’s great exercise for the horses hounds and an excuse for the hunt cup and hip flask imbibing. click here for the British vintage charm hunt bracelet I’d buy if I could for them. Oh, and the moral of the picture is ‘when you’re surrounded by the pack, act cool and fit in’.