Knuckers are an English variety of dragon who live in pools and ponds called knucker holes. Like most dragons, they are predatory and have voracious appetites.
Legend tells there was a knucker hole near the town of Lyminster, West Sussex. A knucker made its lair in the depths. The knucker wasn’t the largest or smartest dragon in the world, but it still caused plenty of trouble. It kept eating the local sheep and cattle, and when those became few, people were afraid they would be next on the menu!
In desperation, the mayor called for a hardy warrior to get rid of this menace. What he got was a farmer’s son named Jim Pulk. Jim’s plan was to bake a huge Sussex pie — like a pot pie, with meat and vegetables and a crust of mashed potatoes — with a special spice of lethal poison.
Pulk made his deadly feast and took it to the knucker hole in a horse drawn cart. He left it and ran off to hide. Moments later, the knucker burst from the water and gobbled it all up — horse, cart, pie and all! But soon it began to shudder, and then it dropped down dead. Pulk came out of his hiding place and cut off the knucker’s head with a scythe, as proof of his success.
Returning to Lyminster, Pulk celebrated his victory at the Six Bells Inn. He regaled his comrades with the tale of his clever victory over the beast. But then he suddenly shuddered. He fell to the floor and soon breathed his last.
It seemed some of the knucker’s blood was still on Pulk’s glove after he cut its head off. When he wiped his mouth after drinking, he inadvertently poisoned himself. Thus the knucker avenged its own death!