Snow limits

Its funny how everything grinds to a halt in this country just because of a couple of inches of snow. It was a nice surprise to wake up to it and I bounced out of bed a bit more enthusiastically than usual. What a lovely day to go out and take photos of snow covered hills* and trees. I had to sign on at the dole office first though and that's when the problems started. Traffic was bumper to bumper on the main road outside and it was past the usual rush hour time. Some chap at the bus stop said some people further up the road had been waiting an hour for a bus (oh great!) but luckily one arrived a minute or so later. Then an ever so lovely lady glared at me when I dared to ask her to move her bags so I could sit down (on a packed bus). It really brings out the best in people doesn't it? And when I finally got into Bolton the dole office was shut. Marvellous!

I learned from my mate that the school she worked in was shut as well. It occurred to me that there was a need for my services since loads of places would be short staffed and I considered prostituting myself round town offering manual labour or admin assistance for cash in hand, no questions asked, nudge nudge. I'm not the most ballsy or cheeky of people though so I just half jokingly asked at the dole office when I realised it was open again. No such luck of course.

I'm pretty much amused by it all. I suppose I wouldn't be if I'd actually had to get into town for work. God help us if we ever had a Survivors style flu pandemic on our hands. If we can't cope with a couple of inches of snow now, what hope would we have then? Talking of which I woke up with a case of the pre-cold sniffles this morning. Uh oh. We're doomed!

* Copyright Stevie Nicks circa 1977 or somesuch.