I love a good steak Richie, medium rare with hot English mustard and a good medley of vegetables with buttered and baked potatoes. A good Red wine too of course. My mainly Lady clients have varying degrees of reputation. The husbands are shy in such transactions. Some however are crooks. That's why Interpol are always after me as one of their unwilling agents. Sometimes, not too often thankfully, I come across real Jewel thieves, sometimes and Interpol use me as their fall guy. I know jewels and I know any such involvements put me at risk to body and reputation, unfairly encouraged by crafty interpol. They owe me. That's why I keep such scrupulous records. All my taxes are in order to keep them off my back, damn plodders. They copy all my records, intrrogate and audit me constantly. That's why I've snuck up here in the back blocks. I have an Uncle Eduardo up here. Grape grower and Winery. I'm not a black mailer either, but I know things I wish I didn't. I listen. I'm staying at the pub. Fair food, poor wine, great beer, bad beds but good company. If you ever have need of my services, this is my card. My rates are very reasonable. I do hope you get your Order of Australia medal Richie. I'm just the grandson of post WWII Italian immigrants, and a disappointment to my father. I wasn't the craftsman he wanted me to be. Wine nor Jewelry nor even business, although I do know quality and appraisal fairly well. Did you know your cousin Mary's Family is facing eviction for her drunken husband Mick Hopkins' gambling debts? She wants my services but I thought it more proper to let you know first. Your Grandmother's engagement ring. I've seen it. $40k.