Due to
family commitments and internet issues I was unable to post this up on Friday,
however, like Jesus, my blog has been resurrected three days later on Easter
Sunday. Not that you'd know it was spring time going by the weather. As much as
I like snow and the wonder of cold weather and so on and so forth, there does
come a time when I get bored of freezing my nipples off. In fact, I'm pretty
sure there are parts of my anatomy that have not been the right size since
October. It's not just me that's feeling the temperature, unconfirmed reports
are coming in that the Easter Bunny has had to have his tail removed due to
frostbite. Maybe supermarkets stockpile Easter eggs for this very reason, I
mean, that must be why they start selling them in January. In fact I am
surprised they have any time to sell eggs in between marketing Christmas cards
in July and Halloween costumes in March. Nothing, it seems, is sacred from the
clutches of consumerism. It won't be long until we see cards bearing messages
such as 'Congratulations on your messy, expensive divorce.' and 'Happy
Menopause, you're old!'
It's understandable why people are
getting annoyed with this weather though, us Brits can barely cope with a
normal winter. As soon as a snowflake hits the ground the whole country
descends into chaos. People start forgetting how to drive and think the central
reservation is a sensible place to park. They're wrong. It is in fact a stupid
place to park, as is the back of another car. It happens with frightening
regularity as soon as the weather turns and I would rather not have to sleep in
my car or leave it abandoned like a scene out of some B-list zombie film. Why
drive in that weather though? Why not get a train? Ha! You poor, naive,
hypothetical person. If you thought road travel was disrupted during snow then
you have NEVER tried to get a train. A train is a fairly easy thing to drive,
you push the stick to go forward and pull it to go back. They are powered by
electricity and go along a track, very little room for disruption you may
think. No. They're bad enough at the best of times. When you throw snow into
the mix then it gets a whole lot worse. When that happens everything transpires
to annoy me. "Northern Rail regret to announce that the 12:55 to London
Euston will be delayed due to snow. Sorry for any inconvenience caused."
Really dear? Really? Are you genuinely sorry? I didn't think so! What you
actually mean is that there is a centimetre of snow covering a half mile long
stretch of track and as a result a rail-mounted icebreaker will have to be
brought in. No doubt a snowflake will then land on the driver and turn him into
a brainless idiot (as snow seems to do for the majority of the population) and
it'll be another hour until he has defrosted. In the meantime I will be sitting
on the platform waiting for the train as my balls slowly freeze to the bench.
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