Did your father ever tell you not to park under trees?

Not far from our apartment there are trees. Minus most of their leaves at the moment but never-the-less the poor birds still roost in the tree-tops with no protection from the elements. And as they roost, they shit. All over the unfortunate car parked right underneath the tree. I have walked passed this one particular tree at about 5.30 a few times recently and the car in the crap zone is usually drenched by that time. Like the spotty Dalmation dogs, you can’t tell if there is more poo than paint colour or vice versa!