I know it's off topic, but I can't resist telling my no. 8 fencing wire story. In 1993 we went on a 4WD bus trip to the Kimberley, and on the way back from the Mitchell Falls (a horrendous road, about as remote as you can get without falling off the edge of Australia, but a magic spot) the bull bar had shaken loose and something important (the fuel tank maybe?) was attached and hence in danger. No problem, our bus driver, who had lived in the area for years pulled up and told the blokes to go over to a rubbish dump which wasn't visible from the road (tracks had been put in for mineral exploration, and this was their remains) to find some no. 8 fencing wire. Which they did, he wired up the bull bar and off we went. After we got back to the campground and unloaded the tents etc he pulled out a portable welder and welded up the bull bar and all was well. Afterwards I told him that I was disappointed that he didn't have fencing wire with him since he seemed to have everything else. 'Oh I did' he said with a laugh, ' but it was under the tents and I couldn't be bothered unpacking them all to get it'. We do indeed use it for everything.
Back to the cheese.