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Alan and I worked together like a well-oiled machine. We'd turn up at a farm, quads loaded with traps, and split off Alan left, me right...

Things were getting busy. Too busy. I was taking more and more time off work to trap moles, and my boss wasn't exactly thrilled about it....

Looking back, it's mad to think how it all started. A simple trip to see my good mate Alan Jones up in Aberystwyth turned into something...