The sun had his hat on yesterday morning. So I drew a smily face on the windscreen, which is about the extent of my artistic abilities. No, wait, I can draw stick men as well! Today I didn't take any pictures as gloom and dank drizzle had moved back in to knock old sparkly Jack Frost off his frozen perch.
Other people draw messages on the back of trucks. Today I saw one that read:
'I wish my wife was as dirty as this!'
Ah, the wisdom of the anonymous poet.