Wrapped in their winter clothes with suitable footwear they descended to the garage where they had their private parking place. It was a large garage, shared with other members of the commune, everyone having their own private space for their car.
The entrance and exit to the garage is wide enough for one car and is sloped. There is a road which passes by the exit, meaning that care is called for when driving out of the garage that nothing is approaching from right or left. That is the situation and here is an photo, taken by Mrs. Swiss this morning when they returned home.
Eventually Mr. Swiss managed to back down into the garage again and Mrs, Swiss left the car and walked up the ramp to guide Mr. Swiss out of his predicament. Unfortunately there was nice shiny ice on the road surface, and Mrs. Swiss had to be very careful that she did not, again, break an arm if she fell down. With more luck than judgement, she managed to reach the top of the slope, stood on one side (crossed her fingers) and beckoned Mr. Swiss to leave the garage in one run. With much tyre vibrational noise, the task was a success.
In the meanwhile the neighbour, who had been observing the situation, decided to attack the slope. Mrs. Swiss remained where she was and beckoned the neighbour to advance with her car. The neighbour left the garage safely, rolled her window down and thanked Mrs. Swiss for her help. Mrs. Swiss had to walk over ice and snow to reach Mr. Swiss who was waiting for her in the car. Luckily he reversed the car towards Mrs. Swiss that she did not have far to walk.
It was decided that salt should be spread on the exit, although it is not really work that Mr. and Mrs. Swiss should carry out. There are people employed and payed for the job. Unfortunately they were nowhere to be seen. Tomorrow Mr. Swiss again has some shopping, but he decided he will our local train into town. Who knows what dangers awaiting the car tomorrow morning.