Other items strewn everywhere, were broken bottles, walking sticks, fence posts, chairs, tables, spectacles, hearing aids, wrist watches, pocket watches, zimmer frames, kettles, wigs and toupees were everywhere. Articles of shredded clothing, food of every variety was smashed into the ground and adorned the rioters. There was also a sea of popcorn on the ground, broken and smashed vending machines, spoons, forks and knives of every shape and size, cups, dishes, paper cups, paper plates, toilet rolls, rolls of paper towels, a few machetes, boots, brogues, hats, wellies, scarves, ripped and torn jumpers and jackets, a sea broken and smashed mobile phones, a few pairs of colourful trews, dozens of "see you Jimmy" wigs, etc etc. You name it, it was lying on the ground, smashed, broken, ripped, shredded, dirty, muddy, covered in sawdust and food. What a sight. It looked like a war zone! Animal Control moved in along with half a dozen vets to sedate the bulls. They were still charging about in a disoriented manner. The bulls were isolated by Animal Control, to one part of the car park and the vets began firing the sedation darts at them. The darts they used could bring a Rhinoceros down and the bulls began to fall one by one, until they were all sedated. That was the easy part. The hard part would be to get them safely into the horse boxes. This was done by using a powerful winch. Each horsebox was equipped with a winch. The winching of the bulls into the ten horseboxes was being done simultaneously. Before long all the bulls were safely in the horseboxes, still out cold. It would take time for the sedation to wear off! Martha watched intently at everything going on around them. Her little black, beady eyes wide with excitement. She could hardly contain herself. The little stick legs shuffled back and forth. Mr Finleyson turned and said to Gilbert, who had dozed off and was snoring, "Gilbert, wake up! I need to feed and water the hens and clean their cage trays out.Martha needs water and food also. Not to mention she needs a few minutes outside for fresh air and exercise. I also need the toilet as I suppose you will too. I'm not sure where we can go that's safe"! Gilbert groggily replied, "You're right Oliver, we need to get out and find somewhere safe and quiet. What are we going to do about food? I'm starving! We never did make it to the food stalls for lunch due to the fighting erupting everywhere"! With a shrug he continued, "What a lousy day this turned out to be. I'm never coming back here again. Everybody's gone insane and we got caught in the middle"! Mr Finleyson replied, "I'll let you into a little secret, this was to be my last show, win or lose. I was to retire after today's show and enjoy what's left of my life. As it has turned out, because of the riots and with all the judging cancelled, Martha retires at the top. There is not a hen in Britain who can rival her winning record. He looked fondly at Martha, patting her lovingly on top of her head!