As a little kid, though we always had a lurcher in the house, i sort of never knew what a lurcher was. Ours were just our house dogs that cought stuff for my dad...
Then i met John, a few years older than me he owned a big, slate grey, deerhound lurcher called Jet, which is still the best looking lurcher i've ever seen.
We met, as lads did back then without the internet or shows, drawn by the dogs we both had at our sides.
We were out and walked together, talking all things lurcher and hunting. Walking not far from where i live now.
My little whippety thing hunting up well