A dingo stole my ...cask wine!

Well we've made it up the Australian coast to Fraser Island(obviously, you might have realised by now, not real time). Sitting in the hostel in Sydney, we laid down the things we really wanted to do and see, Fraser Island and the Whitsundays were the big two, so off we plodded to our local friendly tour booking office and layed down the cash in a big wod on the table and said we'd like to go to the Whitsundays and Fraser Island please! To which the young lady with big shiney white teeth replied "cool, fantastic, brilliant, ohhh you'll love it there, I went last month and met my best friend, future husband, my new adopted African family, a talking dolphin and I came away with just a new amazing insight into the universe(I think they're paid to be enthusiastic!) she said all of this while strangley rubbing here hands and breaking from words every now and then to let out a slightly uncontrolled cackle(commision for you!). She took our money and gave us a an A4 piece of paper, a fair trade I thought at the time............and luckily I still do because that was the ticket!
Sooooo, here we are about to set sail to Fraser Island, I say set sail, we're actually going on a ferry. For all of those unfamiliar with fraser Island, it's a big sand island off Queensland, with some of the most beutiful scenery in the world, and importantly for us lagoons for swimming, a few days meeting 10 other people, do a bit of camping on the beach and loads and loads of 4x4 driving.. which I may add neither myself or Jules will be doing as we can't drive(making a poor attempt at learning at the moment, haven't started actually..oops!). It is also the home of lots and lots of wild dogs, or to the locals DINGOS. To the layperson not much to worry about with them, they look like normal dogs but horribly malnurished, and the thought of being attacked by a 2ft skeleton didn't particualrly worry me, so off I popped to the local doctor to get a shot for rabies and then off to the local history reinactor to get myself a suit of armour. All kitted up we were ready to face FRASER ISLAND.
I've let the dingo thing slide quite easily there, for there is a bit of a checkered past for the dingo, fairly recently there was a well publicised case where "a dingo stole my baby", the validity of which may be in question, especially as I currently don't have a baby, let alone me casting aspursions on the law abiding nature of the dingo in general.
Anyway, never one to believe the press off we trudge to Fraser, and set up camp for the night, a nice arrangement one tent between two, a complete kitchen facility, a 4x4 truck to provide light and music and the wonderful company of ten new people(plenty opportunity to waste a few hours asking the travellers two questions "where are you from" and "how long have you been in Australia"(replace with country currently travelling in). The night passes easily and soon it's time for bed. By then the wine had flowed like a river(not to mention the beer and taquila) and everyone is ready for a good nights sleep. At this point it is fair to say that we were warned, I can hear the tour guide say it as I write this "watch out for those Dingo's, there little buggers! Don't leave anything out at night, they'd steal your granny if they had half the chance, on your heads be it!"
Well, when you've had a bit to drink the last thing you want to do is an extensive clean, so we did the best we could in the circumstances. Everything looked in pretty good shape so we called it a night.

Russle, Russle, scratch, scratch, sniff sniff, I can be quite noisy when I get mozzy bites

We awake in the morning to find the camp in a bit of a state, not being able to decipher whether it has been caused by an evil Dingo raid or it was just like that after the night before, we mutually decide we have been yet another victim of the terrifying Fraser Dingo. And the worst of it, we'll if you know me, the cask wine has been stolen... not a drop left, who would have thought dingos would like beverages as well as food scraps, oh well just as well we packed another two in the 4x4!