The car pursued us at high speed across Bahrain’s Manama City in the Persian Gulf.Our fixer was rushing us to the airport through the back streets. In the car that was chasing us were the real owners of the 30,000 Australian sheep that had been offloaded in the city’s port two days earlier.
The country had been out of sheep meat for weeks and even the government was desperately awaiting their arrival. When would the sheep arrive? That had been the question on everyone’s lips, on the TV news bulletins and in sizeable column inches given over to the story in the newspapers.