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Autumn brings one of nature's most wonderful gifts, the conker. Carefully snuggling in its protective casing, this absolute beauty, rounded and enveloped in dark skin touched by nature's french polishers, is born to a destructive fate.

For Daniel, the conker was a weapon threatening his survival. Class bully Jack boasted conker supremacy, claiming he had 'an eye for it'. He challenged Daniel to a fight to destruction.

Unwritten rules say challengee first. Daniel pulled his conker back on its string, aimed and whack! Shattering, bits flew everywhere.

Disaster, Daniel had lost his conker, while Jack lost his eye for it.

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    Neville Hunt about 7 years ago

    Thanks Michelle. The 2015 World Conker Championship should be held next Sunday (11 November) in Northamptonshire (middle England). I remember what a vicious game it was. The 'cheats' used to soak their conkers in vinegar and bake them in the oven. That hardened them up...but it was generally regarded as not fair play! The bully Jack's champion conker was obviously a bit too good. Conkers look beautiful and are falling from the trees right now.

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    Neville Hunt about 7 years ago

    Our squirrels prefer the hazelnuts (I think you call them filberts). They are classed as vermin over here (the squirrels, not the nuts! :)) - fluffy-tailed rats!

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    D.M. about 7 years ago

    Always interesting!

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    Melanie about 7 years ago

    A little "Lord of the Flies" and little schoolyard dominance. Well done!

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