We have met many mischievous young bucks since the Riddlington series began with Riddlington himself. Now we meet the really old mischievous bucks.



Leading this pack is Olpop, Riddlington's own father, who has been reminiscing, along with his three, even idler old codger companions, about their own, long-ago wild pursuits that, more often than not, bordered on precarious, let alone probably illegal, activities after witnessing the carrying-ons with his millions of offspring. It struck a chord.



He wanted in…but…



He needed a vulnerable sucker to make it happen.



He found one.



…. Bratt…



He needed a 'lackey' to do his bidding and arrange stuff.



He found one.



…. Bratt….



That was enough to start with. Any other stuff would automatically follow, he reasoned. After a few messy starts, and that was in the very first start, Bratt was close to telling him where he could get 'stuff' stuffed…but of course he didn't.



Anyhoo, long and short, it all morphed into a battle of wits. Olpop, of course, was oblivious to any misdemeanours on his part, and apprentice Bratt learnt to take deep breaths.



Were there any winners?



You betcha!



Were there any losers?



You betcha!



Was anyone offended?



Probably.