A very small rabbit soon scampered in and out of the burrow but I didn't shoot at it; walking up the field I'd seen a grown-up one there and I was hoping it would soon grow brave enough to venture outside again. I waited some more.
A woman walking a Labrador appeared at the far end of the field and started heading towards me so I got up and - waving - announced my presence (I saw the big rabbit as I stood up, its head just sticking out of the burrow and eyeing me with what might well have been astonishment). It is a little bit irritating to have to give up after twenty minutes of silent camping, but I do feel as though I have to make a priority of keeping on good terms with the people who also use the land that I'm lucky enough to be able to hunt on. (James Marchington has posted a very interesting and sobering article about a chap who managed to fall very badly foul of the walkers that crossed the land where he was shooting.) The woman and I had a cheerful chat about the weather and the rabbits - me all the time trying to keep her dog from slavering over my groin as we did so - and then we went our separate ways.
I didn't have any luck at all the rest of the afternoon; I've changed pellet brand and I haven't done as much zeroing as I'd like, but I think it's as much a question of confidence as it is of getting the shot in the right place. I've gone back to RWS Superdomes and not because I think they're hugely better than H&N field target or anything - it's just that I've run out of H&N's and I can't face splashing out eleven whole quid on a new tin right now. I've already got a 3/4 full tin of Superdomes - so they're what I'm going to be shooting for a while.