“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 chuckled.
It seemed Matt had got up early to check out a report of dingoes in one of the pastures. Bruce explained that wild dogs were the bane of a sheep farmer’s life.
Martin didn’t want to think about what would h
