thank you, brucie. that was brucie? yeah. he sends you his very best wishes. when you dialed it, you didn't press green, i don't think. no, i did, or i wouldn't have got brucie. no, you didn't. ben, don't put the saucepan in the dishwasher. it won't fit! bet i can make it fit! just take it out and wash it up nicely. i don't know why you're making such a fuss. barbara's children next door have a washing-up rota. yeah? is that right. and they do their own sewing. yeah, okay, i don't think comparisons are useful. how was this lunch of yours, then? did tyson take you in his sports car? he's got a sports car, has he? it's a porsche 911 turbo. it's wicked. i've had a ride in it. well, tyson took him for a spin round the block when he dropped that stuff off the other day. i see. doesn't sound really safe, does it? our son being whizzed around in a sports car by a stranger. well, it's got seatbelts, and tyson's not a stranger. no. you've known him for all of two weeks. ben: that car's cool. tyson's cool. why can't you be cool, dad? daddy is cool. no, he isn't. yes, he