The Robertsons switched to coloured sheep, and at one stage they had 1200, one of the largest flocks in the coun­try. From a shed which originally housed an oat-threshing plant they now sell a range of coloured-wool products—sheepskins, raw fleece, carded wool, spun wool and an assortment of garments. To start with, the venture was a gamble. Pat told the children, “If this yarn doesn’t sell, you will be wearing hand-knitted stuff for the rest of your lives.” Fortunately for the kids, it sold. The Robertsons now pay a coterie of hand knitters to produce elaborate jerseys and other garments such as scarves and hats, and tourists pay good money for them. Still, without superan­nuation they could not survive, they said. They consider further subdivision of the farmland on the peninsula to be inevitable, and wonder which of their grown children will want to put in the effort of working the land.