> A blokes 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 theres a knock at the door and he is confronted by a couple
> of policemen, 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 Id better have the bad news first..
> The Sarge says, Im 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 pretty 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 crays and a swag of nice crabs attached to her, so weve
> brought you your share. He hands the bloke a sugar bag with a couple of
> nice crays and four or five crabs in it.
>
> Geez thanks. Theyre bloody beauties. I guess its an ill wind and all
> that.... so whats the other possible good news
>
> Well, the Sarge says, if you fancy a quick trip, me and young Bill here
> get off duty at around 11 oclock and were gonna shoot over there and
> pull her up again!