Nope, I'll be the last one!
Actually, I concede that on this occasion, you might be right.
I am just waiting to get off this damned floating box and sit through three hours of traffic on the way home. I'll wave to TFM when I'm racing up the M2. I have cognac and a blonde waiting for me at home. It will be a quick trip.*
*(the M2, I mean... Not the blonde or Cognac)