You know, Ngāti Maniapoto is very special—it's a very special place. I whakapāpā to it strongly, through my mother, June Jackson, formerly Batley, who's in the middle of Ngāti Maniapoto right now, at her sister's rest home in Taumarunui. Her sister, of course, is Christine Brears, who's a heavyweight in Ngāti Maniapoto—sadly, I think she was supporting National for a while, but never mind! She had John Key up there at some of her hui, so I'm going to have to get the boss along to sort of get her on the right track—well, that comes when you've got a farming background. But she's a heavyweight mana wahine and has been a huge influence in my life in terms of always saying, "Don't forget about Ngāti Maniapoto." I mihi to her for her advocating in terms of Ngāti Maniapoto, supporting my mother, never being negotiators, but strong advocates for places like Taumarunui, Te Kūiti, you know, places that sometimes are forgotten by people. And Ngāti Maniapoto, first and foremost, is part of their lives. Both of them, my auntie and my mother, despaired regularly when I kept talking about Ngāti Porou, and they asked me to wipe that out of my kōrero, but I had to acknowledge Ngāti Porou through my father, and so my mother had to wear that.