G'day SINS and Sandra,

I'm not sure what this says about the rear view of myself (some years back ...) - or just the back view of my standard footwear, good Tasmanian Blundstone brown 'lastic-sided boots...

Some years back I went to the Western Plains Open Zoo, in Dubbo (some 3 hours drive west of Sydney. I was with my sister-in-law and my two nephews, so we had gone through the "Friendship Farm" - where small, friendly animals are available to be cuddled - or, at least, seen as close (but safe) range. As we left and headed of for another area of "un-fenced animals" (all the enclosures use "ha-has" - perimeter diches, which may, if necessary have effective fences - but out of sight) I noticed an occasional bumping sensation at my heels. I stopped and found that a very young wombat was intently walking straight behind my Blundstones ... which, presumably, evoked the back view of his Mum!

We had to backtrack to the "Friendship Farm" - and locate a keeper. "Excuse me - but I think this is yours!" At which I had to step aside so the keeper could see that the rather talented escapologist wombat had made another break ... He was then gathered up and put back into a more secure enclosure - until they patched up the latest escape route.

Regards,

Bob