Fast forward to 2004: the National Party started ringing me. I was, and still am, happily married to Erica. We had our first child on the way, Henry, and the National Party said, "We want to rebuild and attract some young people, particularly some young farmers." I said, "Thanks very much for the offer, but could you come back and see me in 10 or 15 years' time?" They said, "No, we'd like you now, thanks very much." We came down to Parliament here—I had to find a suit and a tie and things—and we had 45 minutes with Bill English. It was an amazing time. Bill summarised it quite nicely. He said, "You've got this triangle of conflicting things happening." He looked at Erica and said, "Your family's obviously very important." He said, "You've got your political aspirations and your farming." He said, "These three corners of this triangle won't work. You have to remove yourself from one of those." So I went home and told Dad that I was going to run for the National Party and, effectively, leave him and Mum to run the farm.