Posts Tagged ‘Hunt Liaison Officer’

You may remember that some time ago I suspected a senior member of the local police was a rider with the Oakley hunt (see here). To recap, my suspicions were aroused when multiple units would attend a fox hunt and sometimes even the police helicopter. What you have to remember is that this is from a county where police funding is critically poor and has the large urban conurbation of Luton to police. So how do they justify all this expense, clearly someone was pulling some strings.

I then did some digging on one of the new masters of the Oakley and turned up this little beauty (see here). Now I try not to tar everyone or organisations with the same brush. I like to take people as I find them and reserve judgement on their actions rather than words so consider myself fairly even handed when dealing with the boys and girls in blue. Cambridgeshire police have certainly come up trumps in their investigation of the Fitzwilliam and my experience of them in the field has been generally positive. With this in mind we’ve had a continued dialogue and meetings with representatives from all 3 local forces, Beds, Herts and Cambs.

In a recent email to the Bedfordshire area commander outlining some concerns I had for the coming hunting seasons, he informed me that he had passed on the policing of hunting to our wildlife liaison offer and had also passed on my correspondence. Now that seemed fair, hunting would certainly be covered by that officers remit however straight away the name he gave me started to ring some bells – Inspector Tracey Day.

I know our local badger group had made several complaints to her regarding badger persecution and little had been done but that wasn’t what was making my spider senses tingle, it was something else. It then dawned on me – remember this picture from a blog post a few weeks ago?

beds police equine team

Pictured here is Steve Harris, now a master of the Oakley, also in the picture is Inspector Tracey Day. So straight away we have a link between a master of the hunt and a serving police officer. Not much there though I guess but a little further digging turned up little snippet from the Bedfordshire On Sunday.


So Tracey clearly has links to the Oakley going back a very long time indeed. It’s well know that hunts have Pony Club sections to encourage youngsters to start hunting, that is indeed their sole purpose. Are to we safely assume then that Tracey hunts with the Oakley? I checked all my previous video and while the images of the person riding are inconclusive I sent some pictures to a horse expert friend of mine and she’s 90-95% sure the horse is the same as one that Tracey rides (not the one shown below). Whether she does or not I believe there is enough of an association to be a conflict of interest and she certainly shouldn’t be responsible for policing of hunts within the country. I outlined this potential conflict in another email to the area commander and he had informed me that the matter had been pushed further up the chain of command. I’m currently waiting to see what develops.


Inspector Tracey Day with one of her horses (2010).

One interesting little point to note is that Bedfordshire police don’t seem to regard illegal hunting with hounds as any concern. Their priorities regarding wildlife crime can be found here. There is no mention whatsoever of the hunting act and yet coursing and poaching are listed. One has to wonder why this is the case but I’m fairly sure we can all make our own minds up. Perhaps you should contact the Police and Crime Commissioner for Bedfordshire and ask for their policy on hunting and if she thinks there’s a conflict of interest occurring here. Kathryn Holloway can be contacted on 01234 842064 or email

Let me know if you get any response.

UPDATE: I’ve just been contacted by the Chief Inspector and we shall discuss matters tomorrow. Lets see what transpires.

These were the words I was faced with shortly followed by being roughly grabbed, arms forced behind my back, preparing to be handcuffed.

But that was later in what turned out to be quite an eventful day. A long blog post this so please bear with me . . .

I was once again out sabbing, this time I joined the Berkshire Hunt Sabs for some fun and games in the lovely Hampshire countryside. This is quintessential England; however the peaceful chocolate box images of rolling hills, green pastures and winding lanes hold a dark secret. Criminal activity perpetrated by those who get their kicks from chasing a wild animal to exhaustion before it finally succumbs to the teeth of a multitude of dogs. These people think they are above the law and continue to practice their perverse past time without interference from those that are supposed to uphold the law.  However some people cannot let this stand and the incident from this day is repeated up and down the country on a regular basis, often with a similar outcome. I hope my recounting of events will open a few eyes or highlight the real issues going on in our countryside every week.

We had several cars out and after a brief tactics meeting we started by staking out a route used by the Palmer Marlborough Beagles. We didn’t have to wait long when we got the call that our target vehicle (dog van) was heading our direction. True to form it passed us moments later and the game was on. We kept the target vehicle in sight and followed it to the suspected hunting ground. With several access routes blocked by floods and with some jiggery pokery from our driver we stayed nicely on our quarry, I wonder if it gave them a small feeling of being hunted? It was of course pretty obvious now they were being tailed and they proceeded to drive round with nowhere particular to go. We were in constant communication with our other units and soon had a car in front and behind of the target vehicle. They were certainly not going to do any hunting today. This was prime sabbing, stopping the hunt before they even get started is a great way to start the day.

With one unit still in contact we peeled off to go and look for the Sandhurst Beagles. It took us a little time to reach their hunting area and with a third unit now in the game we managed to find the meet, populated by the standard sour faces of middle aged meanies and a plethora of Barbour and tweed. Skirting round quickly we located the hounds and three of us decamped and swung into action. I’m no spring chicken but by boy I can move when I have to and luckily my companions had seen significantly less summers than I so were more than capable themselves. We entered the hunting field only to flush a Hare ourselves, we froze, gave it time to leave the area which luckily for us wasn’t towards the hounds then covered it’s tracks with a good dosing of citronella. Breathing a sigh of relief we continued on and right on cue the beagles went into full cry. We raced across the field, shouting at the huntsman to call off his animals, they were very close to the Hare but we got in amongst them and disrupted proceedings enough for it to make good its escape. Of course what followed was the standard trespass nonsense from the hunters and their support and a whole host of other dim witted claims. We know our rights and we exercised them. The hunt was now of course stumped and promptly gave up. Sabs 2 Hunts 0. Just to be certain we followed them back to the meet whereupon I had a nice conversation with the land owner. I explained to him that he was permitting an illegal activity on his land under the Hunting with Dogs Act 2004 and as such could be held responsible. He asked us to leave the land and return to the footpath as he wanted to exercise his polo ponies, I said I would be more than happy to do so once the hunt had left and everything seemed agreeable. By this time a few more had joined us and we watched the hunt pack up from the footpath.

Packing up for the day.

Packing up for the day.

Then the police turned up.

Prior to the Badger Cull I’d had very little contact with the police (apart from a couple of minor driving indiscretions from my youth). I’d consider myself a reasonably decent individual, I work full time, pay taxes and a mortgage and I have no doubt that there are some equally good guys in the force but unfortunately, due to my recent experiences they seem to be in a minority. I shall be taking legal advice on what happened next but what follows is an account of the proceedings from my perspective. A complaint had been made against us by the hunt which they were following up and as part of that required us to give them our details. Well, as I understand it that was an unlawful request. The aggravated trespass claims wouldn’t wash; we’d complied with the land owners wishes and had done no damage to property or surroundings. We refused to give our details explaining that wasn’t a legal requirement. The officer in question identified himself as the “Hunt Liaison Officer”.

Hunt Liaison Officer.

Lets consider that for a moment. The hunts, organising and taking part in a criminal activity have their own liaison officer. Warning signals went off in my head. This is organised criminality that the police are aware of and supporting. The charge was “Anti-social Behaviour”. The police had clearly thought of this in advance.

They can take your details if they reasonably suspect you of anti-social behaviour which is defined as behaviour likely to cause alarm, harassment or distress. Anti-social behaviour differs from a section 5 POA 1986 offence in that it does not involve being threatening, abusive or insulting. Anti-social behaviour is not a criminal offence but suspicion of it does give the police power to require you to give them your details. Refusal to do so is an offence. However I stated we were holding a peaceful and lawful demonstration against the hunt which is a guaranteed right and as such not anti-social behaviour so the requirement for our details was rendered invalid. The police of course paid no attention to the illegal activity of the hunt from which we had several witnesses and video evidence. We asked what action would be taken against them. They wanted our evidence – pfft no chance, we’d never see that again. At one point they tried to seize my phone, I was roughly handled but managed to spirit it away to a colleague. We had reached an impasse and finally I was grabbed and prepared to be cuffed. However I wasn’t. I offered the officer several opportunities to use his discretion, no-one had been hurt, the hunt had gone home, nothing damaged. Let’s deescalate and go our separate ways. They were having non of it. This kind of short sighted, overly biased policing is doing huge damage to their reputation and in light of the news regarding the Stephen Lawrence case they really need to be upping their game. More of our group arrived, a highly experienced colleague explained matters once more. No dice.

The Hunt Liaison Officer

The Hunt Liaison Officer

The police did get my details and I’m not happy about that. I made it perfectly clear I believed they were acting in an unlawful manner and I was doing so under duress to avoid arrest. They then tried to de-arrest me . . . hold on fella, have you read me my rights? No you haven’t, so at no point was I under arrest in the first place. These guys had the memory of a nematode!

7 officers were present when we finally went our separate ways. It was an experience I’d rather not repeat but will no doubt happen again and I’ll be ready. It was a successful day for us. No kills. We achieved our aims and that made us happy and secure in the knowledge that we had indeed won the day regardless of the spurious charges from the boys in blue. We’ll see how that pans out and I’ll let you know when I can of any updates. In the meantime stick your hand in your pocket and donate to your local sab groups for some fuel or a video camera. Join the HSA or the LACS, every little helps and if you really want to get involved do what I did, become another Accidental Activist.