‘And I have been out with the guns. A number of ladies and gentlemen assemble on a moor (moor very beautiful with heather, purple, high, distant views of surrounding country and Plinlimmon), gentlemen looking like retired Majors (which they often are) ladies very horsy and horsefaced in tweeds with red setters, with their shot guns.’ (2 September 1933); Shooting party: the Faber family and Major Forbes (standing) on the moor, Wales, August 1933.