I have to admit that on short days when grey skies are a damp duvet and the wind shakes
its fist in your face, I do sometimes wonder why I didn't emigrate to Australia when I had the chance.
Check out what all the fuss is about when Ken Loach's Cannes-conquering When The Wind Shakes
The Barley opens.
Morse could be changing the plugs, or even just checking the oil and water when an unexpected gust of wind shakes
the car, slamming the bonnet down and trapping Morse's head beneath it.