tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post4662348068550958382..comments2024-03-10T19:57:59.285+00:00Comments on Nelly's Garden: Beware of the BullNellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-79833982202378521862008-08-07T12:09:00.000+01:002008-08-07T12:09:00.000+01:00They're always worth a watching..bulls that is.They're always worth a watching..bulls that is.Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-11571910142235904372008-08-07T09:36:00.000+01:002008-08-07T09:36:00.000+01:00Glad to have inspired one of your blog posts, Nell...Glad to have inspired one of your blog posts, Nelly!<BR/><BR/>In reality, the story on Flickr might have been embelished with a little poetic licence (as you probably knew). I did happen upon the bull without realising he was there, and he did start to snort and stomp about, but I managed to retreat before he got very angry (or very close) and he calmed down a lot. Luckily I knew not to panic or run unless it was a last resort. Coat was prepared to be flung as a distraction, just in case!<BR/><BR/>Moral of the story is to heed the warning signs, even if they are on the wrong field!Stephen Barneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08427967920610532340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-49935179947765793702008-07-26T20:18:00.000+01:002008-07-26T20:18:00.000+01:00Might it put you in the notion?Might it put you in the notion?Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-78973995372485735712008-07-26T18:05:00.000+01:002008-07-26T18:05:00.000+01:00Nothing to do with bulls. Congratulations to you a...Nothing to do with bulls. Congratulations to you and Bert. Mick n Linda. xxxxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-30830573417528195492008-07-26T12:34:00.000+01:002008-07-26T12:34:00.000+01:00I'm in total agreeance Nelly. Once a farmer le...I'm in total agreeance Nelly. Once a farmer let my brother & me camp in his field - he then came back later to say we had to move fields 'cos he was letting the cows into that one, so he pointed to another spot a couple of fields away. We unhitched our tent and carried it over, only to find a LARGE bull careering towards us over the hill! We ditched the tent and bolted over the dyke. Apparently the tent was the same colour as the bulls feedbag, so he got 'a bit excited'. Bears scare me the most though.<BR/><BR/>Mikey xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-39785885076923169712008-07-26T11:04:00.000+01:002008-07-26T11:04:00.000+01:00Anna - I totally believe that but the bull wouldn'...Anna - I totally believe that but the bull wouldn't have made it up our staircase - it was so rotten it barely held my father's weight.<BR/><BR/>Grannymar - better outside the fence than inside it. Cattle can make a big mess of a garden.<BR/><BR/>Hagelrat - a diary herd is a huge responsibility in itself.Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-77466615579184516432008-07-26T09:28:00.000+01:002008-07-26T09:28:00.000+01:00Mum gave up the dairy herd when i was quite young,...Mum gave up the dairy herd when i was quite young, handling three children and frisky bullocks just got too risky.Adelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12876050775872445521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-54373059596398579552008-07-25T20:48:00.000+01:002008-07-25T20:48:00.000+01:00We had a runaway bull spend a night just outside o...We had a runaway bull spend a night just outside our back fence.<BR/><BR/>He objected to having the snip-snip at the local vets.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-42277082286488498142008-07-25T18:24:00.000+01:002008-07-25T18:24:00.000+01:00Tsk, tsk, Nelly. Never get complacent about bulls...Tsk, tsk, Nelly. Never get complacent about bulls not climbing stairs. I remember, as a child, one of my drunken uncles led his bull up a flight of 8-10 stairs into my mother's kitchen. He, the bull, immediately shat upon the newly waxed floor and my mother chased him and my uncle both out of the house. And that's no BS!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com