In the Northern Highlands, an impatient farmer knocked at the door of neighboring farmhouse. The daughter of the house answered.
"Is your father in?" asked the neighbor.
"No." said the daughter. "He's at the Inverness farmers' market. If it's the services of the red Ayrshire bull you want, the cost is £50."
"No, it's not that" said the neighbor.
"Well." said the daughter. "If it's the Galloway belted bull you want, it's £40."
"No, it's not that." said the neighbor.
"How about the small Highland bull?" said the daughter. "The service of that bull is only £30."
The neighbor rudely interrupted the daughter, "That's not what I've come about. Your brother Sandy has made my daughter Fiona pregnant. My wife and I want to know what your father proposes to do about it."
"Oh, well." said the daughter. "You'll have to see my father yourself. I don't know what he charges for Sandy."