I sold him to one of the big Rough Fell farmers around here. He was a very good tup, too good to eat, and I thought that he would probably be fine with a lot of other tups, out on the fell, being handled by very experienced farmers. He was just a pain in close quarters on a regular basis.
What a relief, the difference it made, having tups that I wasn't scared of, that I can walk through their field, feed them without worrying! I am still aware of where they are and what they're doing all the time, they're tups still when all's said and done, but they're not aggressive with me.