"Sacha" wrote in message

Years ago he had a bantam - sweet little thing. It used to fly at
him,
spurs at the ready trying to attack every time he went near it. In
the end
he had to carry a tennis racket with him and swat it to the other
end of the
run before he could get the eggs!

:-)) Years ago I had a rooster that did the same thing to me. I
called him Darryl after a swaggering but good looking fellow I worked
with who had a similar rooster-like focus on women.

I once had Darryl fly at me and rip my calf to shreds. Unfortunately
for Darryl there was piece of 4x2 lying next to me when he attacked
and I swung it and knocked poor old Darryl unconscious. I thought I'd
killed the poor thing but he came to and was as good (or is that as
bad?) as ever. I eventually had to do him in because he was so
dangerous but he got the final revenge as he was as tough as an old
boot.