Whilst taking the recycling out the other night I noticed these ice patterns on the cars. So instead of going inside, I stood out there freezing my gonads off to take photos cos I thought other people might find it interesting.It reminded me of the poncy 1930s Artexing on our loungeroom ceiling – or possibly the etched glass screens of an old Victorian gin Palace like The Argyll Arms or The Salisbury. Only freezing.