Two days and Brighton is still showing no signs of heating up enough to melt the hefty snowfall. Now I'm not one to talk about the weather as a subject of debate, but this snap has brought a couple of points at a tangent to the weather to the fore. Firstly what has the council done with our grit? I heard they sold it all for a few bob? And secondly what exactly does being snowed in mean?
People are slipping over and breaking bones on the streets every few minutes, the thud a body makes in a big winter coat on a ground of packed ice is instantly recognisable. Sometimes the bodies don't move much after impact the pain is so great, other times they writhe about a little or try to stand but slip about like a new born foal. So as much as i loathe the fair weather minded, i cannot see how there is much more of an option given the penalties for aimless wandering. The grit would add a new dimension...this could allow folk to get about their duties risk free...and the buses to perforate more remote city destinations....maybe even more trade, and money for the city than they sold the grit for?! Which links to the second point: To be snowed in, as my friend Sammy so aptly puts it "is stating that your door will not open for the snow" And none of us have had that degree of inconvenience, so plan your trips with extra time and attention to travel method but if you decide not to go out or to work why not just own it and say you don't want to risk slipping rather than saying you are snowed in?
The extraordinary seems to give us reason to not do things we don't like to do. Would we behave like that if time went backwards or our pets started speaking?
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