Porkypine Part 1

Porky looked at his reflection in the Babbling Brook. Poor old Porky.

He blinked a sad tear which joined the rain in the river ripples. Why oh why didn’t he look like the rest of them? Where are my spikes? he

wondered. He felt so cold, where was HIS coat?

He wandered back to The Leaky Shed.

“Hey Porky,” said Louie

“Hey Lou, do you mind if  I cuddle you I’m so cold?”

“Sure thing Porky” and he snuggled Porky in his tiny arms, rolled up into a ball and fell asleep straight away.

Rhys came into The Leaky Shed with his little red wellies along with Grandad, who they all called Dado. Dado was wearing slippers with his toes

poking out of a big hole.

“What’s that, Dado?” asked Rhys

“That’s a garden fork,” said Dado, “for digging up long gangly worms for Nana to cook for your Uncles when they visit.”

“No not that, poo brain! Thaaaat!” said Rhys pointing.

There on the floor next to the fork was a spiky ball with the tail of a pig.

“Um….” said Dado, “that, young man, is…” he was struggling but didn’t want to appear stupid. “That is The Queen Conker.”

“Woooooahh!” screamed Rhys, “So I can be The Champion! and  beat all the poo brains!”

“Yes, it’s very rare.”

“But why has it got a tail, Dado?”

“To signify that it is indeed the rarest of all conkers, The Queen Conker!”

“WOWWWWWW” exclaimed Rhys, picked up the Queen Conker and plonked it into the Rusty Bucket. “How do i open it Dado?”

“She only opens when she’s ready, unless…” he moved his hairy mouth closer to rhys’s red cold ear, and whispered so the Queen wouldn’t hear,

“unless….. we pickle her.”

 

 

part two next tuesday.