Snow business
One of the best things about living in Britain is the weather. If we lived in Los Angeles we’d have 80 degrees sunshine for most of the year and we’d take no notice of the weather. A little bit of sunshine wouldn’t even be a talking point, let alone the cue for the whole country to start wearing inappropriate vests and shorts, and for every office worker in London to head for Soho Square and strip off to sunbathe.
Likewise, if we lived in mainland Europe or Scandinavia, one snowfall wouldn’t bring the country to a shuddering standstill. That’s what’s happened this morning. My trusty Brompton is no match for 6 inches of snow, the tube is mostly suspended, all buses have been removed from service and trying to drive is just asking for trouble. I live at the bottom of a hill and I remember last time it snowed watching a particularly stupid woman sliding all over the place as her wheels were whizzing round at about 50 mph while the car slid sideways. She gave up and we nearly crashed our car laughing when she gave up, climbed out, and stood – in her stilettos! – puzzled as to why her four wheel drive couldn’t get her up the hill. We sailed by in our front wheel drive car that we weren’t revving the nuts off.
View from my home office window
Which is a roundabout way of saying that our W1 office won’t be open today, and we’ll be working from our Pinner and Finchley branches i.e. from home. Thanks to the wonders of modern technology, we will be able to pick up and respond to email, and the office phone will put you through to one of our mobiles. So if you’re working today, you’ll still be able to reach us, and if you can get away with it, have fun sledging!
Finchley Wonderland
Chalky