Two items I missed from my list of Weird Things In the Pacific are:

1. Are gran and grandad still at home? Possibly because there's nowhere else to go it seems to be the practice to keep your relatives at home, AFTER they've left. Like, LEFT, as in no longer with us, as in Ex relatives. Post mortem, relatives move out into their own mosaleum, in the front garden!! Glad I don't work for Pickfords out here!

2. Ruff, Ruff. Not so long ago we commented on the appalling state of the poor mongrels that wander all over the place. Every one of them, in a state of complete collapse from heat exhaustion, more concerned with their fleas than passing tourists, (or Voyagers if you go for that bollocks) poised, to Anne's mind, ready to savagely attack and rip her to shreds.

The bitches, poor things, spend their wretched lives either pregnant, suckling or, for a rare maybe 10 or 12 minutes, in heat.

The "dogs". They're either bonking, looking for a bonk, or nibbling fleas wile thinking about bonking.

Anyway, as part of our interest in exploring and understanding the local wildlife we did notice that despite all this obvious canine bonking, there were only old dogs around....... Too tough apparently. Puppies are much more tender.

Curry anyone??