Many’s the time I used those shovels, just to get my car out of its space in the carpark. I was telling Chuckles and haiku:
There was a wonderful moment when the road and path graders had been out one morning when I went for my car at a central carpark and from the moment I left the door, it was a shoulder high chute to the road, across, down the other side, round the corner and down to the carpark – all like in one of those photos.
The snow was so soft in the main and it covered all. The vodka bottle in the snow was also a common factor and featured in my trilogy at one stage. This one above looks like cognnc to me.