THE POACHER HARNESS CLUB |
The Poacher Harness Club
was originally started by a small group of friends as a private
organisation in which they could participate in driving events, drives
out and social events which had a distinctly "fun" ethos with less
emphasis on competitive point scoring.
Although the Club has now grown
beyond the original members the atmosphere is still centred around
having fun with horses and ponies in a carriage driving situation.
We
have proved to be a good "jumping off" point for complete novices who
want to go further in the competitive world outside the scope of
Poachers, but the essential core of long-term members still remain the
backbone of the Club. These core members range in ability from complete
novice to experienced, knowledgeable drivers and grooms who undertake
their activities with zeal and pleasure. |
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The Poacher Harness Club's Aims
and Objectives are as follows:- |
To promote
the art of carriage driving, by holding events, shows, lectures, demonstrations, drives, training sessions and rallies.
To promote
the safe and enjoyable use of horses, ponies and other driven animals.
The
well-being of the horse shall be above the demands of breeders,
trainers, riders, drivers, owners, dealers, organisers, sponsors or
officials. |
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Why "The
Poacher" Harness Club?
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There is a famous English song about a Poacher, in Lincolnshire
It goes like
this.....
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The Lincolnshire
Poacher |
When I was bound apprentice in
famous Lincolnshire,
Full well I serv'd my Master for more than seven year,
Till I took up to Poaching, as you shall quickly hear;
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shining night in the season of the year.
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As me and my companions were setting of a snare,
'Twas then we spied the gamekeeper, for him we did not care,
For we can wrestle and fight, my boys, and jump o'er anywhere.
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shining night in the season of the year.
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As me and my companions were setting four or five,
And, taking on 'em up again, we caught a hare alive,
We took the hare alive, my boys, and through the woods did steer.
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shining night in the season of the year.
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I threw him on my shoulder, and then we trudged home,
We took him to a neighbour's house and sold him for a crown,
We sold him for a crown, my boys, but I did not tell you where.
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shining night in the season of the year.
Success to ev'ry gentleman that lives in Lincolnshire,
Success to ev'ry poacher that wants to sell a hare,
Bad luck to ev'ry gamekeeper that will not sell his deer.
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shining night in the season of the year.
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