[Peter D]

A bloke's 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 there's 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 I'd better have the bad news
first?"

The Sarge says, "I'm 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's
the good news.......??

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 we've
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. They're bloody beauties. I guess it's an ill wind
and all
that... So what's 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 o'clock and we're gonna shoot
over there > and
pull her up again.....!"