So, once again, the entire country has ground to a halt due to a bit of cold weather. Pensioners are burning books to keep warm, we're running out of gas and thousands of people are stranded in their cars.
Hang on though... don't we live in BRITAIN?! A country famed for huge taxes, binge drinkers and, wait for it, BAD WEATHER. Unless there's been some fairly serious global warming in the past week, as far as I'm aware, we're not known for our tropical climate. Not to mention the fact that I knew it was going to be cold about a week ago from a very clever, obviously top secret (as the people who control the gritting/transport system/fuel supplies in this country obviously missed it) TV programme called a WEATHER FORECAST.
*Takes deep breath*
Okay, I'm done now. And apologies for all the uppercase usage—the rant seemed to warrant it. I'm off now to take 45 minutes to do a 15 minute walk because I can't get on a bus in Central London and the pavements haven't been gritted. Brilliant.
One last thing—I now can't wait for the 2012 Olympics! I'm sure that won't be a collossal Terminal 5-like embarrassing disaster.
I can't leave my house. And that doesn't even qualify me for a day off! Tom is predictably blase about the snow, as he continues with his secret plans to take over the world... x
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