At least my windscreen loves me...

It's 09:21 and I've already had one minor domestic disaster today. #2 hairy brat failed to notice the shower tray was filling up, so... bathroom floor, bedroom carpet, hall ceiling, hall light, hall rugs, stair carpet, hall walls = very wet.

So I went back to bed. Then got up again. Had to get #2 hairy brat to school. Sigh.

My lovely car, which I don't appreciate enough, conspired with the de-icer and windscreen wipers to send me a message. It loves me. I'm not sure what the runes by the heart say - anyone speak Vauxhall?

Time to go and find CAKE.