I was watching the news tonight, as you do, and it was very interesting, you know, as it is. Afterwards came the weather. The girl said;
"Hi, I can tell you that a severe snow storm will be coming our way, so I advise you to wrap up warm, and to cancel all travel arrangements unless compleatly nessecary. "
I was DISGUSTED. WHO IS THIS GIRL TO TELL ME WHAT TO FEKKING DO?! I was outraged. But, I did laugh. Because, you see, unless your heating doesn't work, why would you need to wrap up warm, if you cancelled all travel arrangements? Isn't that just being ever so slightly hypocrytical? Anyway, this girl, who I openly scorn at for telling me what to do, then said that a possible 10-30cm of snow might fall in extreme circumstances. 10-30cm...
Is that a severe snowstorm? Seriously? Can you go to the alps and say:
"Oooh, we had a severe snowstorm about a week ago, it was about 10cm high. How are your snowstorms here?"
"Oh, only about 500 fet tall."
Ok, I'm exagerating a bit, but I think I've got my point accross. The thing is, that here in Britain, when there is a teeensiest amount of snow, there is panic. Widespread utter bloody fekking panic. And car crashes. And school shutdowns. While over in the Alps, the little French blokes are growing eine in under 500 foot of snow.
Get a grip, people. Get some skiis.
Iwan (: