It’s supposed to snow tonight. If it does, getting to work tomorrow will be even more of an arse than usual, as public transport in this country Does Not Do Snow. Last winter, the train-tracks points froze and the tube-lines shut down and the buses couldn’t even make it out of the garages because of the ice on the roads. The A&E departments were full of people who’d gone for a walk in high-heels or trainers. All around us, more weather-wise countries were snickering themselves silly while heartily whacking on the snow-chains and pulling on their wellies.
(I rather hope it does snow. I quite fancy a day off).