Effing snow

Expected snow so got up early because I had to make it into the office “no matter what” for an important meeting with a software supplier. By the time I left the house the snow had reached blizzard conditions, as soon as I cleared the snow off the car it was covered again. In the end I thought F**k it, bunged it into 4wd and set off anyway.

Journey not too bad, until I got into outer London at which point the traffic simply ground to a halt. Dunno why as there was no snow down there. Apparently all the other cars only had a serviceable first gear. Anyway, finally made it in, 20 miles in a tad under 2 1/2 hours.

However, while everyone from my side got into the office, none of the supplier’s lot made it so the meeting was off. Bloody Marvellous!

Enough with the snow already!

I have had enough of snow. Enough to last another 18 years. Enough of having yet another day f***ed up by abandoned cars, lorries unable to go up the slightest incline and idiot drivers just being idiots. It’s great having a 4wd car (a 110 would be better but I traded capability for comfort) but as with most things you’re reduced to the lowest common denominator, in this case the speed and ability of the drivers around you.

I have an important meeting tomorrow which means I really have to get into the office. I am therefore praying for rain.

This is English snow…

… what do you expect?

This is England. Something the armchair (or should that be studio) experts forget whilst discussing how crap England is at dealing with snow. Yes, we had loads of snow but it only happens once in a while. The last time we had this much snow my first daughter was just one year old. She’s 19 now!

Now, it’s worth remembering we don’t live in Moscow or Helsinki. In such places there is persistent snow for several months on end. In such places it is sensible, indeed essential, that motorists have studded tyres or snow chains because they drive in the snow all the time. Over here, aside from the expense of keeping two sets of wheels/tyres, the practicalities of swapping over to studded tyres at the drop of a hat don’t stack up. Similarly the majority of English motorists don’t have much experience of driving on snow or ice; they are woefully unprepared when their normal journey to work degenerates into a low speed slide straight to the scene of an expensive accident.

I didn’t go into work today, mainly because the roads (including a closed M1) didn’t allow for it. I stayed at home like most sensible folk, instead of clogging up the roads with abandoned cars and putting strain on the emergency services, etc..

Now then, public transport. Don’t get me started on that one! While I’m content to keep off the roads, there are many, many people who would like to use public transport (for me it’s a 20 minute drive to the railway station so it’s not really an option) yet time after time the system lets them down. Hardly any trains, the underground stuffed and today no London buses! What? Now that is where we could learn something from our frozen neighbours!