Constituency week, as everyone knows, started with the May long weekend, and me and my little girls have a ritual: We jump in the water no matter what the temperature is. It was 49 degrees—shocking to the system. I’m just proud of those little girls for taking that jump.

Similarly, boaters and the like were shocked at the price of gas for their boats and for their quads. These aren’t just features of tourism and relaxing on the lakes and cottages; these are forms of transportation for the people in my riding. So the repining persists.

Most people describe this tax as a “royal pain” and they want the king of the carbon and the queen of the carbon tax, Bonnie Crombie, to do what we want to do, and that’s scrap the tax.