I honour today my father, Frank, who has passed away, and my darling mother, Agnes, who lives with Vincent, her husband, in the small town of Enniskillen in Northern Ireland. They raised a family of four: Brenda, John, Paul, and myself. I guess I'm Ringo! My father was an amateur tenor singer, a great small community-based businessman who was loved by his town. Over a thousand people turned up to his funeral—that was a lot of whiskey—and he never knew he was so much loved till he was gone, which is a very Irish thing to happen. My mum's early career was as a telephone exchange operator and then a bookkeeper and a mum. She was a precursor to an operator in the Five Eyes network, I think, in my small town! I used to watch her put a call from Mr Smith to Mr Brown with a twinkle in her eye. She was really a natural connector, and the most loving mum a boy could have. She guided me to being the man and dad I am today, and so thank you on behalf of all our family.