Do you remember that time when my hand got stuck in the door of that out of service bus? And so I had to run beside the bus for an hour until it got to the depot. Do you remember that? And I was crying because I thought I was going to get into heaps of trouble for getting my hand stuck in the bus door. And the closer we got to the depot the more I cried because I was sure that the bus driver was going to be really mad at me for getting my hand stuck in the bus door. And you could’ve just got in the car and met me at the depot - but you stuck by me; and you drove beside the bus all the way with your car window down shouting out support, as I ran and cried with my hand stuck in the bus door. That was good. Thank you for doing that.