We have a small and feisty multi-coloured friend of unknown origin who lives in a run with some pretty relatives and friends of Mrs Pippy. All year he is seen to practice on objects of various sizes - most recently acorns. He flings them around with the precision of Phil Tufnell in full swing. He was seen by Dad one morning to pick up the tiny white Frizzle that had hatched in their nestbox and fling her across the pen. However all this is for one purpose - The Conker Championships. Jack's tree that was but a mere conker itself many moons ago, is now extremely tall and bears fruit like no other. The small and feisty creature that is a Super Sleuth at Conker Challenges is limbering up every day for several hours. It is a foregone conclusion that he will be the Champion again this year. And his name? No, not Tuffers. William. William The Conkerer. Gordon & Sylvia xxx
