He he. I got an e-mail over the weekend from Gavin and Bea, who had a funny story to tell about getting back into Australia with their Bosnian souvenirs.
Sarajevo was full of souvenirs which had been carved out of old shell casings. I had read about them before the holiday and they were absolutely everywhere. Some had patterns on them, others had been converted into keyrings or pens.
But Bea says that Australian customs confiscated her bullet-shaped pen when she got back home. Aw!