Day 215: Cold

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.

Day 173: Washed Up

As a rule, I generally don't do this because automatic car washes tend to be a little harsh on the paint but due to a lack of time to arganise a gentler cleansing I made an exception. This was in preparation for a viewing of Belinda's Commodore tonight, I also gave the interior a good vacuum out and cleaned the windows when I got home. The viewing went ok, but they've got a number of other cars to look at over the next few days and I didn't get the impression they were all that keen. I guess time will tell.