A bloke's wife goes missing while diving off the West Australian Coast .
He reports the event, searches fruitlessly and spends a terrible night
wondering what could have happened to her.
Next morning there's a knock at the door and he is confronted by a
couple of police officers, the old Sarge and a younger Constable.
The Sarge says, “Mate, we have some news for you, unfortunately some
really bad news, but, some good news, and maybe some more good news.”
“Well,” says the bloke, “I guess I'd better have the bad news first.”
The Sarge says, “I'm really sorry mate, but your wife is dead. Young
Bill here found her lying at about five fathoms in a little cleft in the
reef. He got a line around her and we pulled her up, but she was dead.”
The bloke is naturally distressed to hear of this and has a bit of a
turn.
But after a few minutes he pulls himself together and asks what the good
news is.
The Sarge says, “Well when we got your wife up there were quite a few
really good sized lobsters and a swag of nice crabs attached to her, so
we've brought you your share.”
He hands the bloke a bag with a couple of nice lobsters and four or five
crabs in it.
“Geez thanks. They're bloody beauties. I guess it's an ill wind and all
that... So, what's the other possible good news?”
“Well,” the Sarge says, “If you fancy a quick trip, young Bill and I get
off duty at around 11 o'clock and we're gonna shoot over there and pull
her up again.”
