Lately I’ve been wondering where that famous British grit has got to. There certainly isn’t any on my hilly road which is now an ice slide. This picaresque weather has brought Britain to its knees. In the words of my friend Steve, if the Nazi’s would have sent snow we’d all be speaking German now.
Growing up outside of Chicago, this all feels like MiniWinter, except no one is prepared for what, by American Midwestern standards, is postively mild.
After spying this tidbit in the Metro (OK, I read it for the animal pictures…) I will forever hold my tongue:
When There’s Beer to Save…
Scotland faces running out of beer after breweries struggled to get supplies to pubs, shops and supermarkets. But villagers in Moniaive, Dumfriesshire, were determined to help the cause by forming a human chain in sub-zero temperatures to rescue 150 barrels (13,000 pints) of Belhaven Beer from a lorry after it slid off a road in blizzard conditions.
Blitz spirit, innit?