The car windows, round two

So today I had to drive into Norwich again to the Cathedral. Started out reasonably early (before the hottest part of the day anyway), tried the windows first, just to see. No dice. So I drive on, checking the windows every time I go over a bump or round a corner. Nothing.

Parked under a large and spreading tree in the Cathedral car park (the best thing about being a Canon is that you get to park in the Cathedral car park with no questions asked. You may not think this is much, but believe me, it’s major) to keep the car as cool as possible. Briefly thought about the sun rising in the East and setting in the West, but still couldn’t work out which way the shadows would move, so just chose the largest vacant tree. Tried the windows again just before exiting the car. Not the slightest hint of a tremor.

Enjoyed the Eucharist and the meeting (well, it’s always followed by lunch) and walked back to the car. Switched on, tried the windows and – yes, you’re there before me – they worked instantly.

So now I’m wondering. Did I get suddenly more holy by a morning in the Cathedral? Is there a dormouse under the bonnet who nibbles on the wires from time to time? Or could there be a loose connection somewhere?

What I know for sure is this. When I take it to the garage and explain the problem, the windows will instantly work!

(Incidentally, had the same problem with the radio a couple of weeks ago. But that seems to be alright now. Perhass it’s just gremlins under the bonnet after all.)