Last Sunday I was walking through the field with the public footpath through it, when I heard a commotion and looked around to see about 50 bullocks running over towards me, snorting and grunting as they ran.
Rather quickly, I legged it to the nearest gate, and rapidly vaulted it (remarkably so for a 50 year old with a damaged shoulder)!
I guess they were only curious, but as I walked along the adjoining field they kept following me, and would not go away. Trip to Pool Farm Cist abandoned.
Something is not right. This message is just to keep things from messing up down the road