Friday evening. Tired. No milk in the house, so after a long drive I stopped at a small shop on the outskirts of Aylesbury... It was busy, and only has a small car park. There was a queue of cars waiting for spaces, everything very polite and civil. Only when I got in did I see this ^^ - and this guy wasn't only there for 2 minutes, he was there when I arrived AND when I left 6 or 7 minutes later...and oblivious to everything it seemed... ...and driving a Golf! If only all cliches in life were as reliable as a Volkswagen.