Hosepipe ban

There really isn't anything more life affirming than spending time watching Steve Nextdoor clean a mud-spattered heap of a car with a bit of tissue and a can of furniture polish in 30 degree heat. Watching him frantically pick baked on mud from the paint work with his fingernails at the speed of light was pure joy to watch.

The car looked like it's been towed out of the Somme circa 1916. Clearly, he was getting the vehicle in tip-top condition for another lucky sucker who'd bought it from eBay.

Me: "Want a bucket of soapy water and a sponge, Steve?" I shout over. SND: "HOSEPIPE BAN" he shrugs.