1908, Robert Ernest Vernède, The Judgement of Illingborough[1], page 147:
"Well, it's quite flat, Mr. Illingborough," he said, in his jolly good-natured way, "that Jocelyne's off it. But if you feel like going yourself, and don't mind taking me instead, there's nothing I'd like more. Want some ekker badly."
"We see plenty of their doings up at Hampstead now, Taffy," she said. "'The Heath has Armies plenty, and semi-warlike bands!' Queen's Westminsters coming up in sweaters and shorts to do Physical Ekkers on the cricket-pitch. Swagger young men, some of them, too. Driving up in cars. Wearing their Jermyn Street winter-sports kit of last year under common privates' overcoats."
I hated sport, ekker, games, whatever they wanted to call it. And it was a fuck sight harder to get off ekker at Uppingham than it had been at prep school.
2013 September 7, Harry Mount, “Public-school slang continues to thrive, particularly in rural boarding schools”, in The Spectator[2], retrieved 2017-06-13:
New bugs at Winchester can still buy Winchester Notions, which lists the school’s slang. Invaluable if you want to translate something like ‘First-year boys, not in college but keen on exercise, will take part in the cross-house matches after half-term, before evening prep, under the supervision of all masters, the governing body, and the two joint heads of school.’ In Winchester slang, that reads, ‘For Commoners looking for Ekker, Winkies in Cloister Time for the Junior Part will be held after Leave Out, before Toytime, in the presence of all Dons, the Go. Bo., the Aul. Prae and the Sen. Co. Prae.’
"Can we forgo the schooling tomorrow?" I asked. "I won't miss too much eccer. You've been driving me hard of late. Curse Newton! You think calculus is so easy."
I did my eccer in braille. […] It's my English homework, I told him — Fifteen lines about your favourite pet.
2015, Kevin Maher, Last Night on Earth, Hachette UK, →ISBN:
Think it's an ingrained hangover from home days, and school days, with you watching Glenroe on the telly, and me at the kitchen table, doing my ecker, with Bowsie at my feet.
2015 September 19, hinault, “Chirch membership discussion”, in Boards.ie[4], retrieved 2017-06-13: