GAIL Middleton's delightful Female Focus column in The Bugle (March 20 edition) about the March Hare and the history of eating hare brought back many memories for me.
Some blood relatives farmed for more than 300 years numerous acres of Buckingham countryside.
On one particular visit, we had lunch of jugged hare.
Revolting stuff, I thought, and definitely not to my palate.
When we moved into our current address in 1960 it became customary on April Fool's Day to say White Rabbit.