|This is our other car...a black one...was too embarrassed to go onto the street and take photos of the red car!!!|
I went out and discovered the car, totally white...it should be red, covered in frost. I tried to wipe it off...with my hand. Wow, it was pretty thick, my hand is not going to work. I remember my husband has an ice scraper in his car...but no...it's not there...I can't ask him...he is in Japan! I try the wipers with the washer, no help. I run inside and get a jug of water...from the tap...I'm not silly enough to use hot water...and it's not yet cold enough for it to freeze on contact. I can only get a small round 'window'. Cursing as we have a 4x4 and I'm only 5'2" so I'm getting cold and wet trying to reach the windscreen. Finally make a bigger 'window' after numerous trips to refill water jug. My hands frozen and now blue.
Time ticking for school bus...we jump in and I drive about one car length...can't see...not safe. Grab some cardboard which turns to mush and doesn't budge an ice crystal. Nothing to do but to send the girls running for the bus. I sheepishly lock the car and walk 20 paces to my front door, leaving the car by the side of the road. I'm sure all my neighbours are peeking through curtains watching me do my walk of shame, laughing at the Aussie's ridiculous attempt at ice removal. What I wouldn't have done for a tea drinking, nose hair plucking, ear wax picking, crazy Shanghai taxi driver right then!