I was born the third child in a family of six, decent sized family even by tinker standards. We spent the earlier years of my life moving around between camps around Glasgow, and none of us ever had time for much schooling. Not that we missed out from it, anything useful we learned from those days we learned from my dad or one of the other men about the camps. When I was about 12 we spent a couple of years with my mothers family in the countryside. Granddad worked for the local landowners as something between a park ranger and a poacher. The Agreement was that he could take what he wanted as long as he stopped others doing the same. Which was only set in place when they realized couldn't stop him anyway. So he told it at least, and I believe him myself. If there was a trick worth knowing,