Just after Haydn and I met, when he was still in Australia, he'd ride up to Beechworth and call me from the bakery ... sipping his coffee and eating his scroll. It was fun to get up there and see where he had been sitting each time he called.

Here is Dennis and Jo in front of the Beechworth Bakery with their pies (dog's eyes) and sauce (dead horse). Ralph is looking a bit envious.