My dream love, cows and sandwiches thread (45)

Cows...

Anyway, I havre found a shoe shop, and it is called Sommer.

Fantastic.

In the Sommer time,
When the weather is fine,
You got shoe shops,
You got shoe shops on your mind?

No, i am not a shopper, but I needed shoes today, and it was there, Sommer...

I just had to.

Nothing quite ike a shoe shop with your name on it........

As a kid,i was crossing a farmers field once,when some cows saw me,and started making their way towards me.
At first,they just walked,but,upon seeing me break into a run,as i tried to find a way through the perimeter hedge,i felt the ground tremble under their weight,as their leisurely amble turned into a mini stampede.
And the ground was not the only thing that was trembling!
It was a race that i could not win. And i did not win it.
This was the day that i learned that bovines were interested in more than just chewing the cud.
They crowded me,pressed me into the hedge,and inspected me as though i was an alien,freshly stepped out of his spaceship.
I had no defence,as i was 'herded' harder and harder,into the sharp,twiggy spikes of the hedge,and i thought i was going to end up with more holes than a colander.
After about 30 years,their bovine curiosity apparently satisfied,they returned to their more usual business of the day.
And i hurried home,to change into a fresh pair of jeans.
Well,it WAS kind of scary,for a kid!
This is a true story.
Honest!
No,really.Honest!

I had a similar experience with horses.

I would have been ok,i think,if it had been horses.

I was in London in Mill Hill of all places, and was crossing a stile into a series of fields as a shortcut to where I was going. I crossed the wrong stile and someone had put about 20 thoroughbreds into a field. I didn't see them, only heard them thundering up behind me as I got about a third of the way in. Too late to cross back. I had never been that close to a horse before and a spampede wasn't a great introduction.... I ran to a little stand of trees in the middle of the field and they had to stop as they got there but then surrounded me. So I fed them long grass until they got fed up and went away again, and I made a run for it to the other side of the field and home.......

I was scared and certainly watched where I crossed a stile next time..

Yeah,i can hear them all now,the folks reading this thread,laughing and sni**ering at us for being frightened of cows and horses.
But,when you are just a kid,just a little kid.Just a very small kid.Well.
I am not ashamed to admit,that i had never been so scared in my young life.
I was reduced to a cringing,snot faced wreck,by those towering monsters of beefburgers to be.
The worst thing,though,was that instead of getting comfort and sympathy from my Mum&Dad,when they managed to decipher enough of my wailing babbling,they had the biggest laugh that they had had in a long time.
And their derisive guffaws ring in my ears to this day.
And i have getting my own back on the bu**ers ever since.
The cows,that is.Not my parents!