I don't have a bad relationship. I'm 48 years old. I think life is too short for that. To me, life is... you open the shutters, you see the dogs outside, you look left, you look right, in, what, a second and a half? And that's a life.
The gentleman puts me in mind of an old hen which persists in setting after her eggs are taken away.
So people ought to be free to leave here, but there ought to be opportunity for them to come home.

