Moustache Monday!

Explain this. You are enjoying a leisurely drive around the country side in your open motor vehicle. You are discussing the virtues of good tailoring and the appropriate times to consider either a Full or Half-Windsor. The discussion then moves to moustaches and the imperatives of waxing. Just then, as if he fell from the sky, a leather jacketed, jodhpur clad, shiny boot wearing scruff wraps his thighs around your driver. 

What is a man supposed to do?

 A lesser man knows not what to do. A man sporting a finely groomed and waxed moustache would instantly have the answer. In an instant the situation is assessed. In less then another instant, action is taken. We are fortunate to see here, in that lonely space between instants, the older man ready to strike using the "open hand of death" martial art technique learnt in his youth.

Rarely used as the consequences are inevitably terse for the feckless provocateur.