We've all been there. You're running late for work. You can't find your other glove. You jump in the car, turn the key and realise you can't see a thing out of the window. You scrabble in the glove box for a scraper that isn't there, find an empty can of de-icer, and then try to scrape the window with your credit card. It snaps, so you boil a kettle, tip it over and, if you're really unlucky, you crack your windscreen.
Icy mornings always seem to catch everyone by surprise (even here at Big Mot...