Someone dear, who will remain nameless because they would blush bright red, forwarded me this email:
“Sorry, I haven’t emailed for a while.
My car needed washing again. I went to the car wash and I had to have them rewash the car three times. … They kept missing spots….
If you don’t hear from me for a week or so. … You’ll know where I am.”
The following picture was attached. (I’ve thumbnailed it because I don’t want to offend anyone).
I’ll take a bet that a fair number of my girlfriends would willingly subject their 2×4’s to off-road mud-baths in order to justify regular visits to such a friendly local neighbourhood car wash. Now be honest: wouldn’t you? 😉