Thursday 5 February 2009

We've had some snow in Blighty. Not a great deal in the grand scheme of things, but enough to send some parts of the country into complete meltdown (sorry about the anti-pun). Over here in Shropshire it's not been that bad - we've had perhaps an inch all told, other parts of the country have had more, but still not enough for all the nonsense panicking that usually accompanies such weather. I mean, today's headline in the Daily Express, 'Now they've run out of grit!' I don't know about the veracity of the statement, but it's the hands in the air, 'Oh my God! What are we going to do?' childishness of it all which so antagonises me. Now they say that you get the newspapers you deserve, and in this country we have the Express, the Mail, the Sun, the Mirror and the Star...

We were all sat round the radio the other day, with the boys hoping against hope that school would be cancelled for the day. Alas, no such luck - we're not exactly out in the sticks, I mean the primary school is only half a mile away, along a very busy main road. So, no chance of the school being closed, unless it suffers something like a boiler break down. As for the secondary school, well there's a better chance of them getting a day off, but that's only because its catchment is so much wider and some of the kids in the outlying areas could genuinely have trouble getting in.