Let It Snow
I know it’s tempting to roll out of bed, switch on your laptop and head straight to theSprout, but you should really look out of your window.
For on St Hilary’s Day, traditionally the coldest day of the year, it’s been snowing… apparently. At least that’s what every other tweet says on Twitter, #uksnow this #uksnow that. Not forgetting the papers filled with Britain Grinds To A Halt style headlines too.
While moaning about our inability to deal with a bit of snow is now a national pastime and moaning about people moaning about our inability to deal with a bit of snow becomes increasingly popular, I still have to ask, is it really all that bad?
Did the buses have to stop running last night and alter their times & routes today? Yes, I know the roads are a bit slippery and that one of their drivers made an unscheduled stop on St Mary’s Street the other night, but people still need to get to work on time, not every workplace can pull a “snow day” in this economic climate.
Why can’t the Council get the gritters out working overtime? I’m aware that the grit stocks are low all over Britain, but hey, maybe if they’d put their money in to rock salt reserves rather than Iceland bank accounts we wouldn’t be in this situation. Whatever happens, Local Authorities will pass the buck on up to the Assembly who’ll pass it on to Westminster who’ll pass it on to Conservative Government of the 1980s.
I have a solution.
Get the BBC to show Bambi on repeat and right when 'the very sad thing happens' order everyone outside so their hot salty tears melts away the snow. It’s guaranteed to work.
But if it doesn’t, then buy some proper boots, slap a hat on your head and man up Cardiff!
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