As you read this, I’m flying somewhere above your head.

We’re on a long-haul flight to Europe, which means that our four free-range farm kids are currently locked up in an aluminium tube for the next 22 hours.

I’ve had a bloke living in my back paddock for the last couple of months.

True dinks.

His name is Oliver, and he’s a 21-year-old pommy backpacker who works on my farm, lives in his van, and does his business in our shearing shed portaloo (which, up until now, has only been used by shearers and requires a full hazmat suit to do a number two).

Last year on Father’s Day you advised readers to sit down with their father and ask them five questions on video.

I feel a bit disturbed when a different strategy recently came to my attention. If you don’t have any children (or don’t plan to, which is becoming more common) and are therefore not worried about what you might pass on to your children when you die, then you should borrow as much money as you can and pay back as little as possible.