This morning there is one sound filling the air. It is a lovely sunny Autumn morning for the farmer's walk and for once I am not going out to lunch with friends so Tess and I will be here alone for most of the day. But we should not be lonely because there is a bellowing across the fields non-stop.
Yesterday our friend and neighbouring farmer A's bull got out. There was an electric fence around his field but somehow he circumnavigated it to get in with the next farmer's heifers. Pandemonium. Well, reluctantly, he is now back one field further away and well-fenced in. But, of course, animals have no concept of boundaries and ownership; as far as he is concerned there are ladies close a hand in need of his services and it is his duty to get there and get on with it.
I fear he will protest strongly all day.