Cars. Men talk about them, work on them, read about them, buy bits for them and clean them. And if they're not doing any of these, they're usually driving them. I can't understand this fascination for inanimate objects (though maybe it explains why they also like Kim Wilde).

Men always assume that women are all lousy drivers. here is your opportunity to hit back at them with some of my bitch hand signals. After all, indicators are all very well but sometimes you just need one finger to really get your point across.