tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post5956637001659809622..comments2024-02-23T20:03:41.543+11:00Comments on Clairey Hewitt: The Filthy Car.ClaireyHewitthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15709892778460619439noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-67617995486162901572010-11-17T00:04:00.982+11:002010-11-17T00:04:00.982+11:00Ours too!!!Ours too!!!Christie - Childhood 101https://www.blogger.com/profile/03273633554293833746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-72673223418025686072010-11-16T10:39:44.733+11:002010-11-16T10:39:44.733+11:00Oh yes, I'm with you! Ours has all kinds of r...Oh yes, I'm with you! Ours has all kinds of revolting bits and bobs hanging round it and I am the only one who seems to get fed up with it. The worst was the other week when I discovered that the foul smell that had developed in it actually was spilt formula milk down the back of the car seat that had soured and become encrusted. Blech.Sophiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07455290645405576775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-4496399030720596202010-11-16T09:02:58.344+11:002010-11-16T09:02:58.344+11:00I'm pretty much the only one who drives my car...I'm pretty much the only one who drives my car except when company comes. My husband never eats in his truck and he never brings things in. He keeps it in the garage and mostly it is pristine. <br /><br />I would not recognize my car if it didn't have coffee stains in it. How does sand from the beach get in there so much? I rinse my feet off before I leave the beach.<br />I need to clean my car before Christmas company, but not too soon so it doesn't get messed up again. XDpurplumehttp://www.purplume.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-46168347014728599032010-11-15T22:00:23.554+11:002010-11-15T22:00:23.554+11:00I just read your post to my husband. We only have...I just read your post to my husband. We only have one car and it is exactly like you describe yours - but it's only filthy in the back seat. The socks, the hats, the sticks and bits of burst balloon. The sultanas, the cracker crumbs, the drink bottles, the artwork from preschool - I relate.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14432884881847945178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-12964219005520291482010-11-15T21:17:35.093+11:002010-11-15T21:17:35.093+11:00I am hearin ya LOUD and clear, everytime I get out...I am hearin ya LOUD and clear, everytime I get out of my little car there is a foreign object on the bottom of my foot, which might I say, was definately NOT there when I got into it, and yes it is usually held firmly in place with a sultana!welcome to the world of debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00872445858405428603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-67163628775065000592010-11-15T21:16:48.220+11:002010-11-15T21:16:48.220+11:00How much can I relate to this post? Just this week...How much can I relate to this post? Just this week I hunted down the vacuum cleaner, the extension cord and the windex. The car was FERAL. (Renovating a house or two can do that.) So I cleaned the car myself. And then I cleaned HIS car. Yep, feminism is rife in this house. Before you know it, I'll be mowing the lawn too. (Did do the hand wash car cleaner thing at a shopping centre a year ago. It cost $130! Gulp.) So, back to DIY.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09345662692259541964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-66582894290073651962010-11-15T21:02:27.188+11:002010-11-15T21:02:27.188+11:00recently we folded back the seats in the Mazda so ...recently we folded back the seats in the Mazda so we could put a large object of furniture in htere and distubed a massive colony of nature that had existed on 4 years od squished sambos nad deas sultanas. And I almost spewed. I hear your pain. Go the car cleaners xoxMrs Wooghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13272090974052486539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-34151313954438716072010-11-15T20:13:39.972+11:002010-11-15T20:13:39.972+11:00I share your story.I often have to dig up coins ju...I share your story.I often have to dig up coins just so I can take the car to the wash & get that "professional" clean.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786873352331790807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-90071054754576388192010-11-15T19:34:37.858+11:002010-11-15T19:34:37.858+11:00Yeah! How come the cup holders always have dirty t...Yeah! How come the cup holders always have dirty tissues and rotten flowers in them?? I feel your pain. That's all I'm saying. And you gave ample warning/time - your solution seems perfect to me.Being Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08600427311498297800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-87329546482161709992010-11-15T19:10:00.663+11:002010-11-15T19:10:00.663+11:00I don't have a car and hubby's car is a wo...I don't have a car and hubby's car is a work car so has to be kept relatively clean (although there are a few sultanas and bits and pieces the girls leave in there), but I know what you mean. My mum's car was always like this.<br />And I love that photo!Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13614330894449353033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-87477108237929880412010-11-15T18:39:10.540+11:002010-11-15T18:39:10.540+11:00My car: spotless. Husband's: pigsty...My car: spotless. Husband's: pigsty...PinkPatentMaryJaneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07219272193124932806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615960162747995029.post-5373996215623859992010-11-15T18:02:46.526+11:002010-11-15T18:02:46.526+11:00Sorry, but if I leave one tissue in the car my hub...Sorry, but if I leave one tissue in the car my hubby gets so mad. It's enough to make me keep it clean! At least you have proven your point. And I bet it does feel brand new, for a fraction of the price!Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17939232999840470517noreply@blogger.com