We found the table in the bay window was free and mum led me to it. When the waitress had taken our orders she turned to me with an enquiring look."So...that I know just where we stand," she said, "Would you like to tell me what happened last night?"I thought, 'in for a penny in for a pound, ' then I giggled to myself and thought as the little voice inside my head said, "wrong metaphor, perhaps it should have been 'I might as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb." I went on to relate briefly. Members of your government have nothing to do with us.Johnny turned to Bill, “Do you have time after we eat for us to take our visitors on a tour?”Bill looked at his watch, then looked at the table, “Yeah, I think I can make it work.”Three minutes later, Johnny laid a silver dollar on the table after looking at the bill. He looked to Bill and both men smiled and nodded.A second later they were on the catwalk on the west side of the sun.“What is that?” Phillip asked as he moved through the. But never mind, practice makes perfect, and with nearly a fortnight in the Seychelles to improve my game I was sure to be landing my balls squarely on her fairway, and sinking birdies into her holes. You've probably guessed I don't play golf, but can maybe understand the analogy I'm attempting.We managed another bout of rumpty pumpty, or 'cheating', as Gemma named our shagging episodes, a few days after the first, substandard session. It was marginally better, and I was looking forward to. "I don't know the first thing about commanding a Transport," she said."No but you commanded your own ship. It can't be that different. Besideshow many years were you on a transport before you became a Tracker?"asked Serena."Four years, but that was ages ago." Well you've been picking things up pretty quickly since you joined us."Serena seemed in thought for a few moments. "Tell you what, we'll put youon the Command Duty Roster. Hell you should have been on it already, youhold the equivalent.