Snow

I love snow. You can imagine, then, that I was pleased to discover a white world outside when I pulled my curtains this morning. That's even despite the fact that the centimetre or two of snow we had managed to double my commute to work by rail.

One thing that annoys me no-end when this kind of thing happens is people complaining that it's "typical" when there's disruption after snowfall like this. They point out that other more snow-bound countries manage to keep trains running on time through the snowiest of winters. There is a big difference. Snow will normally hit us in London for no more than a day or two in any winter. So while I'm sure there are many infrastructure and technological solutions to the problem - is it really worth the time, trouble and expense?

I think what annoys me most is that the people who complain when things do go wrong, like they did today, are probably the self-same people who would be up-in-arms if ticket prices increased or their taxes went towards implementing a solution which will only ever be used a few days a year.