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QFA from GM0H. Thanks for that, Kyle. That's a great story, absolutely wonderful story. I wonder what did your dad say when you said, no, there's not a cat in the box, there's two. What did your dad actually say? No, that was brilliant, brilliant. I certainly don't mind cats either. I was never a cat person at all. Of course, when I got together with Helen, she had pussy cats and all the rest. When we started to live together, she brought her cats with us as well. Her cat just fell in love with me. I'm trying to remember what her name was. What was the cat's name? Oh, Tia, yes, Tia. Tia, like I say, I was never that fussed about cats there, Carl. I was always a more dog person, but I liked to stroke the cat and everything else, no problem at all. But anyway, Tia just wouldn't leave me alone. A wee tortoise shell-like cat, and she was getting older and older. She just wanted to be with me all the time. I just had to fall in love with her, of course. What she liked to do was just be cradled like a baby. She would lie upside down in my arms and have to rock her back and forth. I'd have to walk around the house and do my chores and my various bits and pieces with her, just upside down with one arm. She would just love just to be with me and just snuggle in and purr. It wasn't something I encouraged, but she just said, no, that's it. I'm just going to stay with you. I certainly did love that cat, that's for sure. Helen, of course, felt a little bit, hey, that's my cat. There we go. They always say cats choose their owners, not the other way around. Anyway, Carl, back to you.