Could be a male, could be a female, but I think that most of us would take a look at that and think, "Uh-huh, I know who I could give that to. Better not, though..."

We arrived in Apollo Bay in the early evening. We'd had lunch at a restaurant in Werribee (kinda sorta... the menu was about as expansive as Oliver Twist's though the food was somewhat better) so we decided to eat in that evening. Steak and eggs sounded good. Since we were staying in self serviced apartments with no room service I went for a wander down the overcast and rain-threatened main street to the local IGA Supermarket. (Which wasn't all that "super"; the nearest major supermarket was some 50km away but the IGA did the business and had locally sourced free range eggs at amazingly good prices.)

Apollo Bay is, like much of the coast, becoming quite gentrified though it retains a certain amount of Bohemian character. That includes a thriving colony of sculptors and other artists. This is one shop which peddles their wares. I didn't have the 40D with me, so the Samsung Galaxy had to do the business. Pardon the reflection in the glass, but the sculpture was just too amusing to pass up.