And just to be even more authentic.......
After you finish your days trading, you can wear your jacket in the pub, drink 17 pints of lager, chat up a group of dodgy looking Essex girls, go to the lap-dancing club, pick up an even dodgier looking bird (Note..apologies to any of T2W's female readers, just using the venacular, mate!), and take her home to your gaff in Chigwell in your brand new TVR.
Now that's trading!
(Innit?, Darren)