There are other issues we have. We have everything from something terrifying called Johnson grass though to velvetleaf. Now, I'm not sure how they hopped aboard, but I do have a few suggestions because I've also had a look at the Customs site as to the sort of things that we really need to be warning people not to bring in. Now, I've already mentioned the fruit and veges problem. You can have your fruit and veges, tourists, but we really need them to be our fruit and veges, not the imported version. Meat, fish, and poultry—we've all seen the border control programme and watched the way in which people just thoughtlessly, or sometimes out of a misguided sense that these are gifts they needed to bring their whānau in New Zealand, have tried to bring in egg products, obviously, hunting trophies, sports gear, bamboo, cane, coconut, and straw. I remember when Thomas and I brought our two-year-old back home from the UK to live, finally, when we'd done our big OE—I remember getting home, unpacking our containers, and discovering that the movers had packed the entire rubbish bin. So I have sometimes wondered and had a reflexive moment of deep and abiding guilt, and I can only think that my grandfather must have been watching over us and made sure that he zapped any nasties in that particular rubbish bin that was brought over. 