Hey, guess what readers!
My colleagues still failed to turn up this morning as they were unwilling to risk the soggy streets, just in case their slippers should get moist!
For the record: I got to work quicker than I normally would because of the lack of people using the tube hastened the journey.
Interesting times:
a) the media tell us there's a disaster taking place out there, and people are too unwilling allow their own common sense to contradict what they're told, and so the populace err on caution.
b) since the Tories legalised the promotion of legal services via advertising, we have seen the growth of "have you been injured at work?" litigious actions, which have rendered the local authorities terrified in the face of any form of risk.
c) the loss of any form of National Pride which was once underpinned by the concept of the steely island race, when any form of mortal injury was dismissed as "a flesh wound!"
Hence, the last time London got hit by snow, the schools stayed open, parks were made accessible, buses ran and people cheered each other in as they ALL struggled to work.
Eighteen years later; we cower beneath the duvet, awaiting spring like pansies.
I blame Boris Johnson!
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