Having started I'd better come clean, for all to judge.
There was I, backing up, trying to frame a shot of a veg seller and his clientele, blissfully unaware of a cow, blissfully unaware of a cow having just given birth, blissfully unaware of a cow protecting her newly born calf in full flight and charging me...
...no, no, no, it's just too painful to recount. And believe me it was.
;-)
You see? Some cows work in exactly the same manner as do some pickpockets!
There are lessons learned though: I was standing at the supermarket check-out a couple of days ago, starting to lift my few items out of the trolley and onto the track, when I felt somebody too close behind me. I spun myself around, banged my left wrist against one of those silly stands that sell sweet crap to kids as their parents stand in line, and in so doing I managed to scare the hell out of a poor woman in cyclist gear who was apparently reaching down for one of the plastic baskets on wheels that are used when a trolley is overkill.
On the other hand, maybe the cyclist gear was to facilitate a quick escape if she'd been lucky. I thought of explaining my reason for being on the watch, as it were, but thought no point, so I just rubbed my wrist instead. Fortunately, it was the wrist took the blow, and not the glass of the rhinestone replacement that was on it.
Ripples...
;-(
