What is even nicer is to lie in bed, happily retired from work, and listen to all those neighbours scraping away...... Is this also a bad thing to admit?
I've lost my scraper. It's somewhere in the pit we loosely term 'the garage'. The irony of this is that of course if there was less junk in the garage, we could fit the car in it and wouldn't need a scraper at all.
I like it as long as I remember to shut the driver's door. Last time I left it ajar so I could listen to Radio 4 whilst scraping, and ended up with a seat full of rapidly defrosting ice.
MasterM at university in South Africa MissM at university closer to home MrM in charge of the TV remote control MrsM still failing to conquer the ironing
if you want to read even more The Magpie Files was the story of our family from June 2007 to July 2009
18 comments:
You probably have a proper ice-scraper, and not a small plastic Ikea bowl you found after a rummage round in the boot.
or a credit card. Mine snapped. Not very clever.
I like it too. I use my Tesco clubcard.
Would that you were my next-door neighbor...
Unfortunately I don't enjoy scraping ice. But I do quite enjoy ironing (my guilty secret)... K x
I am in awe of your patience.
(My Jeep is too tall, ice down my sleeve, scraper impossibly dull?!)
How do you keep the bits from going down your sleeve, or from falling onto the front seat when you open the door?
I've lived in a snowy climate all my life, and have yet to master either.
Sorry. No ice. Or snow here.
But I have plenty of guilty secrets.
Believe ME.
I like the noise, so I guess it's my guilty secret too!
What is even nicer is to lie in bed, happily retired from work, and listen to all those neighbours scraping away...... Is this also a bad thing to admit?
I don't mind doing it either, but, like Blackbird, I can't really reach which is frustrating as I get left with an unscrapped bit in the centre!
I've lost my scraper. It's somewhere in the pit we loosely term 'the garage'. The irony of this is that of course if there was less junk in the garage, we could fit the car in it and wouldn't need a scraper at all.
I like it as long as I remember to shut the driver's door. Last time I left it ajar so I could listen to Radio 4 whilst scraping, and ended up with a seat full of rapidly defrosting ice.
I blame John Humphreys.
I dont know if there is ice on my car, I can't tell. it has 18 inches of snow on it. so I'm not scraping, we're not going out x
I like the smell of windscreen de icer......... even more socially unacceptable to be seen sniffing it.... :O)))))
I think you must be scraping courteous British ice--not the kind you have to use the edge of the scraper to hack away at before scraping can commence.
This post reminds me of Amelie. Lots of magic in mundane quotidien tasks.
I've only had to do it once or twice but I Loved it too....very satisfying!!
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