STRAIGHT OFF THE TUSSOCK A FAMILY MEMOIR WITH J.A.G (JACK) FULTON BY TIM FULTON Chapter 1  Broomfield in North Canterbury was a quiet pond, but Jack was the stone that skipped across it.    I was constantly in trouble. My father Gordon was away most of the time, always busy, so I rarely saw him. And my mother Winifred, well, she was 45 when I was born and totally