In honour of the Return of The Native (or at least, the Tasmanian), here's a true story from the land Down Under.
A friend of mine lives in Coffs Harbour, alleged to be one of the finest stretches of Aussie coastline. She's been on at me to visit, maybe with a view to moving out there with my family to enjoy their wonderful standard of living.
The local newspaper reported on a series of sheep-knappings recently - sheep had been dissappearing with alarming regularity with no apparent explanation.
The farmer, quite distraught at this loss of livelyhood, set up an electric perimeter fence. Last week the suspect was apprihended.
Of course I could never move . . . I love my downs too much . . .
