Bob Middleton reflects on the demise of Murray Goulburn, Australia’s last great dairy farmers’ co-operative.

In a violent world, Bob Middleton hankers for a bit more fantasy. Cartoon by Natasha Williams-Novak

Countryman Bob Middleton considers the consolations of his new suburban life, including kangaroos at the back gate and a Dan Murphy’s round the corner.

These days, Bob Middleton has given up outback safaris for a more sedate mode of travel but he still finds himself in strife.

Michael is a man with a problem. He has a weak heart, the kind that melts when he sees someone or something in need. Story by Bob Middleton, cartoon by Natasha Williams-Novak

Bob Middleton wonders wonder how his father would cope with the world today if given the chance to revisit. Cartoon by Natasha Williams-Novak

Bob Middleton grieves for a gentle creature brought undone by an apparently never-ending landscape. Drawing by Kristen D’Aquila

A turn around the Loch footy oval has Bob Middleton contemplating the roar of the crowd and the waste of war.

One minute you’re in your prime; the next people are offering you their seat. Bob Middleton contemplates the ignominies – and pleasures – of growing old. Cartoon by Natasha Williams-Novak

As she prepares for her first exhibition at the age of 85, Wonthaggi artist Kathy West talks to Bob Middleton about the long path to fulfilling her love of art.

Bob Midlleton visits Emma Brown, whose maremma dogs are outfoxing the chicken killers.

The post office and pub have gone, but the small village of Loch continues to reinvent itself in unexpected ways, writes Bob Middleton.

Rain, gale or fog, the mail always gets over to French Island. Bob Middleton meets a postman with a difference.

We shouldn’t have to remind the Minister for the Environment that he is in office to protect our natural treasures, writes Bob Middleton.

With the news full of lies and liars, BOB MIDDLETON crosses his heart and swears that some lies are forgiveable.

Bob Middleton meets Inverloch’s master luthier, Jonathan Parise, born and trained in Stradivarius country.

The non-playing BOB MIDDLETON finds himself talking middle eights and Gibson Firebirds.

A visit to Punchbowl had Bob Middleton thinking about beagles and foxes and too much hay.

Bob Middleton was always on the fox’s side, until the night he forgot to lock the chook shed.

As he carefully separates his bottles, newspapers and plastic from the rubbish, Bob Middleton has a sneaking suspicion he’s being conned.