I have mentioned this on here before but here goes.
Driving through Wales with the roof down on a very bice day. Three guys are looking under the bonnet of an Evo. Yhe owner ( I presuem) turned round when he heard my car and yelled "Bloody Hairdresser" and then turned back to his car.
One of his mates then tapped him on the shoulder and suggested he turned round again to see the 50 bloody hairdressers on the Wales run.