Nestled side by side

cocooned in spikey armour

prepared for battle


by Scooj

  • Although no longer permitted in the schoolyard, the game of conkers was one of those things that we simply grew up with. The excitement of collecting shiny new conkers and breaking them free from their shells was one of autumn’s pure joys. A cheese-cutter was a flattened conker that had shared its outer shell with another and were thought to bestow an advantage by cracking open your opponent’s conker using the sharp flat edge. such happy days. I still find new conkers irresistible and still come home with pocketfuls of them.