Apparently it’s going to be a bit chilly next week. I’ve learnt to ignore the incessant tabloid snow hyperbole but the school I was going for an interview at on Tuesday have postponed the interview because the snow prediction is so dire.
What do you reckon dis? Snowstorm in a teacup or people bludgeoning each other to death in tesco over the last pack of recycled bog roll as supplies run out?