Political Penguin

I’m not a miserable git like Bob Piper (not yet anyway) but I happen to love snow. Today I loved it even more. The bus was on time, I got to where I wanted to quicker than normal and with the exception of the little bastards on the Wren’s Nest Estate in Dudley pelting the bus with snowballs and finding it highly amusing to roll a massive snowball and leave it in the middle of the road for traffic to have to dodge it was by and by a bloody nice day.
I won’t lament at how piss poor pathetic we are as a country at dealing with a bit of the white stuff, or that I used to live in a country where it snows for six months of the year where they seem to not have to much of a problem opening schools and generally getting about but it is quite amusing to see British people trying to cope with snow.
So what have we learned today? Well, forget all these daft road charging schemes, increasing petrol duties and road tax. No, if we really want to solve congestion and the pollution it creates, simply install bloody big snow making machines everywhere and close all the schools. Easy really.