Past my bedtime!" And mine! Don't worry, it’s Saturday. It doesn't matter. Hey, you feel like ditching this movie and watching an episode of The Sim...son’s? I fancy something light-hearted before bed." Sure mum." Fancy a glass of wine?" Er..." C'mon, you're old enough for a drink. And I fancy one too, after orange-juices all evening whilst I was out. I like a glass occasionally." Okay. Cool."Debbie got up and went to the kitchen. She returned with a glass of white-wine for her and Jake, her son. ’ Then she looked at me and asked, ‘Did you meet Mr. Richards this morning?’ I responded, ‘Yesterday. Here is his card.’ On seeing the card, both Barbaras nodded. Barbara Johnson explained, ‘That is why Helen said you were late. Mr. Richards’ cards are a bit famous. You are the fifth person this year.’ Barbara Kennedy interrupted, ‘Sixth.’ Barbara Johnson went on, ‘Most people around here know that they can bring the card straight here. What was your interview like?’ Huh? I said, ‘What. He has a small strip in a paddock near Penrith that he uses for joy flights into the Blue Mountains. I’ll head in that general direction.’ I told him where the strip was and he set about alerting the local police. I turned to a North-West heading and opened her up. A few minutes later Jimmy tapped my arm and pointed ahead and to the port. I saw the plane, still flying low and heading directly for the strip. We stayed back and high so that he wouldn’t spot us, there was nothing that we could do. He and I were both looking forward to the two movies playing that night, and I'll admit, I was also looking forward to a heavy make out session with Ginny as well.We ended up with all three of us getting in the back seat together, with Ginny sitting in the middle between us. I could see that having my brother sitting back there with us was going to curtail how much Ginny was going to allow me, in the making out department. She allowed me to kiss her, but that was about it. It was frustrating.