No, I've not suddenly come over all Eddard Stark (Game of Thrones, if you're lost), it's just that we are getting dire warnings of snow to come. In the same week as plastic conifers erupt all over our retail outlets, and ITV suddenly starts telling us about crappy plastic toys and aftershaves, we are now seeing the annual appearance of bags of rock salt in the service station.
So there you have it, the new seasonal guide from Shell. Summer starts when the charcoal arrives, Winter starts when the rock salt comes in...and when British Gas announce another unavoidable price rise in gas.
Suffice to say in a week or so, should the Met Office be believed (some reason for doubt, then) we'll see our suburban streets blocked by Mercs and BMWs, labouring in two inches of snow with their rear wheel drives. Of course the massive SUVs would finally come in handy...but they won't be needed for the school run, because they'll close all the schools, Public service workers will be being given work from home advice, as temperatures plummet to minus two, and everyone else will be told not to go out in case they slide, crash or fall on a surface that might make someone liable for litigation. Welcome to the UK of 2011. No common sense, no backbone and no hope.
If as some experts tell us global climate change will result in better springs, wet summers and bloody cold winters, we really had better get a grip of this now. Can you imagine what the average resident of Maine in the USA makes of all this bollocks (Well, if he had any notion of anything going on beyond Portland that is)
Pathetic
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