The car has been living outside since I got it back because we still haven't sold the Commodore. This morning I was greeted by a roof lined with small, spiky icicles when I went out to put Henry in the car. At least the windscreen was clear, our driveway catches the morning sun and it had managed to defrost the windscreen but hadn't worked its way up to the roof yet. I hope this isn't a sign of things to come tomorrow when I'll be heading out on the bike at 7am.
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