“Would you two blokes like a look around the station?” Bruce asked the next morning. “Oh, s**t, sorry mate.”
Martin smiled and went through the usual explanation of how blind people used the word ‘see’ all the time.
“Yeah, if I’d thought about it more I’d have realised that. Sorry, mate. I didn’t want to offend.”
Martin’s left hand, which was resting on the table, was given a quick squeeze. Bruce was quite touchy-feely, as was Matt. Martin wondered if it was an Australian thing.
“We’d love to take a look around. If you can spare the time,” Colin said.
“No worries. Not that there’s a lot to see actually,” Bruce faltered, but an encouraging smile from Martin had him continuing. “The land around here is fairly featureless. And once you’ve seen one sheep…”
“You’ve seen them all,” Martin
