And that is: if you've had a small grandson in the back of your car, do check that he hasn't left the window open before you take it through the car wash.
I don't like car washes at the best of times. They make me sick and disorientated. And when water(?) began to put through a back window, it took me some time to close the window. Now, the back seat is soaked, and I am drenched in what could be either water, soap, or polish. Whatever it is, it tastes funny.
Other grandparents: take note.
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I know I shouldn't laugh but... ha ha! I hate car washes - I get claustrophobic when the big brushes move in (I'm convinced they're going to crush my car!)
ReplyDeleteI know. And add being soaked into the equation...
DeleteI always regret going into the car wash, knowing I will start imagining the car, and I, will be crushed. I hope your car dries out soon. x
ReplyDeleteJoanna, in this weather, Even the outside of the car is wet :(
DeleteOh, dear - it's funny and awful at the same time! Hope there's no lasting damage - to you or the car.
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly, Rosemary.
DeleteOh dear.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. And the culprit is now 96 miles away, so I can't get at him to explain how I feel!
DeleteOh dear, Frances! I'm not keen on the car wash either. Must have been scary! x
ReplyDeleteTerror and rage expressed my feelings, Teresa!
DeleteTell us, please, why you tasted the stuff? Inquiring minds want to know....
ReplyDeleteI wanted to find out whether I really need to wash my shirt. I decided against. But it still tastes funny.
DeleteCouldn't have put it better myself, Patsy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for a wonderful laugh Frances.
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