Drive to Tarras. Park car. Re-park car after being told off for parking in the wrong place. In Tarras. On a Sunday morning. And it's raining.
Excitedly rush in to the Shrek museum. Remember him?
Shrek was just your ordinary Merino sheep living in South Island, New Zealand. That is until the year 2004 when he sky-rocketed to fame over his GINORMOUS wool coat. Usually Merino sheep have their coats sheared once a year, but Shrek the sheep hated nothing more than having his coat removed. And so he devised a plan to avoid shearing forever, he was going to escape and run away. For 6 years he lived in local caves until discovered and in true reality TV fashion became an overnight sensation.
He met the PM, visited an iceberg, made loadsamoney for a children's charity and evetually died aged 16 years (how many human years is a that in sheep years? - Ed).
Well he has a museum in his honour which we visited. The long winter nights just fly by...
"We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning, I'm making waffles!"
Er...wrong Shrek, sorry.