Just before we got to the farm we had to pass through a field in which there was a bull. I went in first and I wheeled ‘Rupert’ down the track to the lower gate. Cyril said to Nellie, ‘Hold my bike whilst I fasten the gate’; before he could look round she had caught me up and was urging me to get the other gate open. As you already know, Nellie doesn’t like bulls ; however this one proved to be very docile, which was perhaps quite as well as the gate was rather rusted and difficult to get open.