The Beast From The East has truly struck Bath. For some unbeknown reason, the name of this irritating weather pattern has changed its name to Storm Emma.

Go away, Emma

I made the sensible decision and took the day off work. Even attempting to make the walk from my front door to the road, would no doubt see me ending up falling on my bum. That’s before I could even hope for somebody to give me a lift to the office. Before you all lose your minds that your taxes are paying for me to have a free day off work (like teachers), today was taken as annual leave – and at the rate the snow continues to piss from the sky, tomorrow will be another day off!

Many have written how us Brits overreact to a little bit of snow, compared to our Canadian and Russian friends. However, in defence of my fellow countrymen, I must say that those places in the world that experience freezing weather on a regular basis, are well prepared for it. You can buy chains for your tyres and the authorities ensure roads and pavements are safe, to name just two examples. Remember the days when you had those yellow buckets of grit and salt at the top of every street? Where have they gone? Disappeared, along with many other amenities, by the local councils.

I’ll stop writing this blog for now, but I will write again tomorrow. That is if we don’t lose our electricity supply, get snowed in and eaten alive by polar bears. I’m not dramatic.

An actual photo from the outside of my house