The day after tomorrow

We had an inch of snow.

As a result airports were closed and idiots hit central reservations and ended up facing the wrong way on the M62. When you add Manchester’s woefully inadequate gritting of the roads it took me 2.5 hours to do 25 miles.

I could have got the train, but Northern rails 73 full or part cancellations and 115 reduced carriage trains today makes that a next to useless option.

Living the dream.