I have lovely memories of the couple who gave it to me. The man was my dad's work colleague and friend but, to me, they were Aunty Kath and Uncle Jack. I used to go to Uncle Jack's sister's farm in Norfolk every summer for the whole six weeks holiday after my dad had a problem finding a minder for me one year. Uncle Jack phoned her from my dad's and all I remember him saying was "that's sorted now" and I was there every year for about five years. Blissfully happy memories. It's where I learnt to love pigs.