It's getting right on my tit's all this nonsense. Not 15 yrs ago I walked miles through thigh deep snow to get to the train station, got a train to town, crossed town through deep snow,got anther train then waded through it again to the Hopsital I worked in. Trains worked, I worked ...end of.
Emails from work today, it's going to snow.....weather warning.....don't travel unless nescessary..We run a drug treatment service, if the homeless,vulnerable and desperate of society can make it to our sites then the least I can do is get my arse out of my comfy warm bed and deal with them as they expect.
Country has turned into a pile of shitty wussie lilly livered pansies who can't be arsed putting the effort in.
P.s anyone fancy doing a snow chain guide tonight by torchlight as I haven't a clue and can't be arsed in the morning 
I never missed a day at school due to bad weather. No bus, no problem WALK. Did the three miles in deep drifts (one year the snow was so deep it was over peoples six foot high hedges) to the main road then wait for a pay bus. I remember once getting to school at 10.12 a.m. Got such a bo11ocking and the cane for "being late".
I think it was 1974. We had really, really bad snow, My brother was home on leave from the army (in Germany) and set off in his Capri. He abandoned it stuck in a drift 20 miles away. It was over a week before the road was re opened. and I could recover it. He got jankers (posh word for days scrubbing dustbins till the bosses boots could be seen in it) for arriving back 50 minutes late. Two days later my Mother had to abandon her Mini in snow despite having knobbly tyres and being a very capable driver. The next day, my Dad had an accident on a tractor when a towing chain came loose and knocked him off when it hit his his nose. The doctor walked FOUR miles across the fields and reset his face/nose in our kitchen.
It makes me laugh when I see a Sky News presenter at Watford (the North) saying how bad it is with half a cm on the ground.