A fine brace

After listening to Billy Bragg on the radio we went up to forage at the farmers market. Just before we got there, a few yards short, I noticed this brace of pheasants which appeared to have been dumped over the railings. Along with a Marks and Spencer carrier bag. I mentioned this to one of the game dealers in the market and he said that a couple of weeks ago someone had brought him a brace of pheasants just like this and asked if he could pluck, gut and clean them. He declined, not having his implements about him and also not liking to deal with game of uncertain provenance.

Perhaps the person brought them back this week and, not finding an amenable game butcher, just threw them away.

How very strange.