Kathleen ran to rescue a trampled boy

The cow trampled down the grandmother, and was trying to kill the boy.

In May 2015, I was walking with my husband along a footpath through a field behind Redhurst Cottage, Wetton Mill, near Ashbourne, Derbyshire

We walked past a group of cows and met a small boy with his grandmother walking in the opposite direction. I heard the grandmother say, Continue reading “Kathleen ran to rescue a trampled boy”

The Americans ran for it!

My wife ended up with a bruise on her forehead and a black eye.

In 2014, my wife and I were walking on a marked trail near a golf course, near Bungay, in Suffolk.

The trail cut across a field for about 200 yards. We noticed there was a group of about 30 cows to our right at a distance of 50 yards, and three or four cattle/bulls to our left at about 100 yards. There were no calves in the field. Continue reading “The Americans ran for it!”