In conclusion—oh, crikey, I got it in—finally, I want to thank the system for giving all New Zealanders a chance to represent their communities, their people, their support, and their ideas. Democracy may not be perfect, but it sure beats everything else. This term, I had the chance to go to Uganda, Lesotho, and South Africa, leading a delegation from New Zealand as the executive member of the Commonwealth Parliamentary Association with the Hon Maggie Barry, who I'll be staying in the House to listen to straight after this—I'm staying with you, ma'am, yeah; great friend—and Anahila Kanongata'a-Suisuiki—did I say it right? I've been practising, girl!—and Wendy Hart. It was there that I realised that at times, politics in New Zealand can seem petty and childish, with MPs being over-pedantic and making unnecessary, snide, and mean comments to one another—and that's just the MPs; don't get me started on the "meania", aka the fourth estate. However, I realised that petty politics was far better than the AK-47 politics that parts of Africa and the world experience on a sometimes daily basis and that a difference of opinion doesn't wind you upside down in a ditch or missing to be never seen again.