Cock-a-doodle-doo! Nothing encapsulates the joys of country life better than a cockerel’s crow. Or so I thought before my family moved to rural Norfolk in the summer of 2022. The converted barn that we would be living in came complete with 20 chickens, 15 ducks and two farm cats; we previously had zero pets.
We took to chicken-keeping well. The kids ran among them scattering corn and checking for eggs every five minutes. Names were devised for some of their favourites – Lulu, Dolly, Charlotte – and the less imaginative Cocker for the leader of the pack.
