Many of you know that, since the 1960s, the Isle of Man has had a small but growing population of wild wallabies. Descended from escapees from the Curragh Wildlife Park, the wallabies find life on the island quite tenable. There are thought to be about 100 of them now, and they've gone exploring. One seems to have come to live in the grounds round our office. The senior partner has seen droppings, the junior partner a bouncing shadow. For such large animals - they stand about three and a half feet tall - they hide remarkably well. Most active at dusk and during the night, they eat grass, leaves and the bark from trees. In fact their diet is very similar to that of deer, so they have few competitors for food, as there are no deer on the Isle of Man. The real problem with 'our' wallaby, is that we're spending so long trying to spot it, the work is not getting done. We should hop to it. Incidentally, what do you call a lazy baby wallaby? A pouch potato... The photo
