De-icer, grit, insulating blankets, scrapers... none of these words exist in my vocabulary.
This morning I realised they now do. Thick frost encrusted my car from the door handles up.
And no de-icer or scraper in sight.
A quick trip back to the apartment to have a mini freakout and I emerged armed and ready with... a plastic kitchen spatula.
I'm sure I amused the daylights out of the passing residents watching me shave the ice off my windscreen, sortof like I was cleaning off a barbeque. All without gloves, mind you...
After a full minute of scraping. |
Quick! Get in the car and start driving before it just ices over again! |
Frozen windscreen + frozen windscreen wipers + windscreen wiper fluid = new thick coating of gloopy soapy ice smeared all over the windscreen.
Start over.
Sweetie you just need to visit Campbelltown in August for that :) A big bucket of water (cold - never hot!) helps too, but some days you need to fill it a few times. It is the worst thing about winter I think!
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