The point is, though, they'll be back.

Maybe half the people in the village don't lock their doors when they go out.

We live in beautiful, friendly, carefree world, and then there's this element which is completely the other end, where you've got this organized crime sneaking in at night, and really nobody knows about it.

And I talk to my mates at the pub, and-

And where once the groups he'd come across would run away from him, now they often drive towards him.

You know, it will be within the next few years before somebody gets killed, and it will either be a farmer overreacting or the other lot thinking this is tremendous fun and taking it too far.

And I ge- I genuinely think that because, you know, you get red mist.

You, when you see them trashing your, your year's work, and this is all you've got, and they're just trashing it for their own shits and giggles.