I do like the tale from winemaker Tash Mooney on the origin of the name:
This is the legend of my Great Great Grandfather, Walter who was an Australian settlor in the 1840’s. Walter was asked by his neighbour to tend a pet cow while the neighbour was away for several months. Well months turned into years and the cow died of old age. The neighbour subsequently returned making accusations of theft. Renowned to be a principled man, Walter refused to apologise or to admit any fault which he knew was not his. For this, he was eventually excommunication from the Catholic Church. This stayed with him beyond death when he was not allowed to be buried in the Melrose Catholic cemetery and was instead buried on the other side of the fence I have created this wine to honour the legend of my Great Great grandfather and that damned cow.
The Thief?, Shiraz, Barossa Valley, 2015
Smells like a good Barossa shiraz: chocolate, ripe plums, cracked pink peppercorn and baking spices. A little bit of meaty blueberry wraps up the nose. Sits medium-full bodied with dark fruits, ash, bitter chocolate and fine tannins. It does well to eschew too much oak as a crutch, but ultimately feels a little one dimensional.