What bravery. What panache. What mastery! It must be the power of The Solstice.
Right..... All I need is a suit of lights, a few glasses of pastis, and the sun beating down on an adoring crowd. I'm ready for the fight.
Child's play. He's putty in my hands.
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Fabulous Post. It says it all.
Bravo! Now show us the 'after' picture!
Is that a fence I spy between brave Matador and El Toro?
El Torero!! You need some of those cute little ballet slippers with the bows.
(this is the cutest thing I've seen all year) xx
Jacqueline. The 'fence' you see is just a few strands of loose plastic. The unbelievably vicious bull had escaped from a nearby field!
lol,where is the cape Cro one must do these things in style,cute pic I too would like to see the after shot when Mr Bull realised a tasty English/French morsel on the other side of the just plasctic fence.Carole
Cro who was the fearlessly brave person, taking your photo I wonder?
So what happened Cro? Did you get vicious bull back in the right field?
We just left him there. He chewed on some frosty grass for a while, then returned to his hareem by himself. The vicious beast!
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