Those roads in Basingstoke, apparently impossible to pass, looked exactly as roads here always look at this time of year, and the buses run entirely on time. They are doing it now, this very day. I have been on them.
No shop staff in Newcastle or at the Metro Centre have been allowed to sleep on the beds used for show. Words really do fail me.
This weather happens every year, as does the hysterical reaction to it. Every single year. What is it with people in the South, that they insist they "never" get snow?