[approx 2007/8 - 2013]
Our favourite cockerel, Lancelot, died this morning. He had become the rather stately older gentleman of the flock in the latter months of his life, and was attacked by another cockerel which he had been quite happily living with in the flock with the hens. This left him quite traumatised, so he and a couple of his wives moved house. He seemed to recover, but we noticed some weakness developing lately, and sure enough, he passed on today. He will be much missed, as he was such a character, and very well loved. He came to us in the prime of his life, aged about 2 or 3, so I hope he enjoyed his "twilight" years with us and his ladies.