As a kid I Ran down an aisle of stalls behind the cows just in off the grass, one of which decided to pin me against the wall with it's tail and spray me with scalding hot pea soup
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My mates' mum (farmers wife) hosed me down outside the farmhouse kitchen , then removed my togs and put them in a copper to wash and then left me there trying to cover my dangley bits whilst she hunted out some gear from one of her other sons of a similar size to me !
I never got over the embarrassment (I was 27 ) No but 11 actually ,and all my mates rolling around in tucks
John Wilkinson