It wasn't that the bull was agressive, he probably didn't even notice us--a fat man with three dogs on leads.He was predisposed, and rightly so, but to us this meant searching around the field for another stile,but there wasn't one,then a slow retreat,and a path to the Swattenden Centre, in the hope of getting through that way.Thus far,we'd got nowhere fast,and the day was getting hotter.