On Sunday a friend and I went walking.

It was such a joy to be at one with nature as the sound of noisy traffic faded away.

Walking towards the cliff tops in Mgarr we stopped to admire pretty spring flowers and breathtaking surroundings along the way.

One could almost hear a pin drop as the only sound was a wonderful one... birdsong.

How on earth can these so called ‘hunters’ blast such harmless creatures, who are loved by many, out of the sky?

They are not hunters, they are murderers who should feel thoroughly ashamed and should ask themselves how they would feel if someone they loved were murdered.