Sooooooo, after saying how we were going to cull the cockerels only one boy (the crowing one) made it to his final destination. The cull, as on occasion may happen, went a little wrong. A matter of 10 seconds delay feels like hours when something goes wrong and although he obviously didn’t suffer (it was still quick and clean) the delay meant we then delayed doing the other two boys until we calmed down. A month later, they are still here (and looking for homes!).