There are all sorts of rules and regulations regarding hunting and killing deer in the UK. Most of the venison I get is that which is culled from herds.Apart from butchers, we do have several places that specialize in processing deer, since deer hunting is very popular here.
My late mum buried our pets as they died in the back yard, crosses and names. A bit weird?In the early 1990s my ex and I used to go to a little village in the Cotswolds for long weekends and holidays. We stayed in a B&B on a local farm. Bang opposite the house was a slaughterhouse, so while you were having breakfast you could watch the pigs one day trotting across the main road to the slaughterhouse, lambs the next, and so on. Some of the meat would be brought back to the farm and we'd have their meat or poultry for dinner. Some more would go into the local shop, which of course was owned by the farm, and others would go to local butchers. The lady of the house had a pet sheep - it was a lucky one that had escaped from the slaughterhouse and came home. When it died, it was buried in the field nearest the house.
That pic reminds me of the two butcher shops we had in our block of shops. The block of shops was about 14 shops, two of which were butchers. There's only one there now, and he struggles. I still buy my meat there to help support him. He's been there 30 years. I still remember the brown paper they wrapped the meat up in. And the free cheerio/ little boys/ mini saveloys. These are called different names over the world.Yes, I use two.
The one on the 'Bridge' which is the shopping centre in the north of the island near where I live.
And the one based at Forest Stores near where I work.
I go to them because I can get advice on cuts of meat, precise amounts (within reason.), nothing is too much bother.
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We buried all our pets at the house. Kate (our current dog) will get cremated.My late mum buried our pets as they died in the back yard, crosses and names. A bit weird?