Its always amazing how different places handle events outside of the norm. Take today's heavy snow for example. I am sitting on a train travelling over 100 miles through white countryside, leaving huge swirls of displaced snow, and we are on time. As the train tilt's I can see the rails on the line next to me and the snow is occasionally covering them, but normally its only half way up, and we plough on, flat out.
 

I'm heading to a city that isn't even running busses or tubes. I'm going to have to walk the last mile or two to get to the office. The funny thing is as we come in through Wembley is that I see less snow than I scrapped off my car this morning.

On the other hand I've just seen an accident out the window. A silver Vectra crashed into the back of a green Micra just by the Ace Cafe. Of course this is no worse than Lichfield where I was nearly hit by a red Micra as it locked up and slid out of a side-road. I just watched them hit the kerb and spin into my lane while I "overtook" into the empty oncoming traffic lane. When it snows, forget the brake pedal, it just gets you into trouble.

Train announcement, looks like we'll be just a few minutes late this morning. Now that's one thing I won't moan about.