Near-hysteria of Impending Apocalypse Proportions
It’s still snowing.

This time last week I dismissed the snow as little more than a light dusting; a passing sprinkle that despite bringing a woefully unprepared country to a grinding halt, was NOT like the stuff we had in the late 70s and 80s when I was a lad.
Well, I stand corrected… to a certain extent.
Two to four inches certainly doesn’t constitute the knee-high stuff that Birmingham may once have enjoyed, but even this morning the schools were closed again and reports of gridlock around the region were coming in thick and, indeed, fast. This is a whole week after the first downfall.
It has to be the longest space of time that snow has lasted around here since the late 80s.
So I may have been a tad hasty with last week’s assessment. It just goes to show that there are rare instances when even I get things wrong… ahem.
Still, even the few inches we have had doesn’t justify the near-hysteria of impending apocalypse proportions it’s managed to cause. Panic buying in the shops? Grit shortages? I ask you.
I look forward to next week when I’ll inevitably be reporting on the six foot of snow stopping my getting out the front door.
See also: Snow News is Bad News

