A sepia toned image of the Yasso barn on Dunkley Road in Leicester. It’s like the Old West…

This farm borders the Leicester Falls, and, as such, I occassionally crossed through the pasture to get to the falls as a teenager.  Several of these crossings led to trouble, since bulls often inhabited the pasture.  I recall running from bulls a couple of times, and, in one instance, running at full sprint through the pasture from an angry swarm of bees that ended up stinging me and a friend upwards of 10 times between the two of us.   I don’t think I have ever ran that fast since.