Back to the Hunting Museum in Melton Mowbray, as you comme in from the direction of Grantham it's on the left hand side just before the town centre.
    Interesting the spate of chat about hunting. I once stood on Hadrian's Wall, looking down onto a group of men and some dogs hunting a hare, [the hare got away]and it seemed so ancient and 'natural'. [yes I know hopelessly romantic!] But it seems to me that once you add the element of horses it raises the whole class thing, and additionally makes the contest hideously uneven. I think it's no accident that both the Hare and the Fox are creatures surrounded by folklore and myth, approaching reverence. What about hunting the wren on St Stephen's day? Where do the anti hunting brigade stand on that one?
    If we had to kill our own meat for food, many many more would be vegetarians!   
    There is an ancient principle of law which says that " your right to swing your fist ends where my chin begins"   If the Fox [deer, Hare or whatever] is a wild animal then it belongs to me as much as to you, so your right to kill it ends where my right to have it alive to watch and marvel at, begins.
                   cheers