A little story (amongst many I suspect!): my brother worked for Barry for a few years and every year without fail there would be special activity around holiday time. For those who visited his unit, you will remember it was a yard with loads of cars in surrounded by a corrugated (if memory serves) fence. This fence at one place backed onto another, much larger patch of land.
Every year, when the owners of the adjacent (much bigger) yard shut down for the two weeks summer holiday, Barry would rally the troops, move the cars parked around the perimeter, hoike up the fence and move it another couple of yards further back into their land, put the cars back and carry on as if nothing had happened. Every year, regular as clockwork!
Still makes me chuckle