The back garden gate is old and fairly small.
It is strong, which is just as well,
because this handsome bull is currently resident
in the park land behind the garden.
Isn't he a wonderful specimen?
Of course the little gate is not the only thing which separates us,
there is also a barbed wire fence.
For those folk wanting to cut across the parkland to visit a local churchyard
there is a stile...
...complete with warnings about the bull.
He may well be a happy, quiet chap,
but I always wait until he is up in the far corner of the park
with his large group of wives.
Coward? Moi? You bet!